Storm The Stars

That phrase, "...stormed the stars..." (see An Ancient Hell) rang a bell. When Everard asked Raor what the Exaltationists would have done with the universe:

"The glorious head lifted. Pride rang. 'We would have made it what we chose, and unmade it and remade it, and stormed the stars as we warred for possession, with an entire reality the funeral pyre of each who fell and entire histories the funeral games, until the last god reigned alone.'
"Desire blew out of him on a winter wind."
-Poul Anderson, The Shield Of Time (New York, 1991), PART TWO, 209 B.C., p. 118.

As often in Anderson's texts, the wind comments. I always like to find parallels between the Technic History and the Time Patrol.

(The Times Editor has just commented that the power and pomp of the Presidency will meet the regal ritual of royalty. Any appropriate alternative alliterations?)