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160 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 17, 2018
“It is a great poison, to know you have a destiny and that everything you do is right by default.�The inhabitants of this world may act like they live in a fantasy setting, in apparent symbiosis with trees and wasps and hives, with the all-knowing ghosts taking over some of them an leading them into a future that is the same as the past. Except, of course, this is Adrian Tchaikovsky who gave us sentient spiders and space-faring octopuses (or maybe octopi or octopods?) and whatever the mindf*ck was Aldebaran, and these humans are actually existing in the world that is very much science fictional despite the fantasy veneer.
“She spoke very loud, as though we were deaf or stupid. Looking on us, there was a part of her brain trying to recognise the mob in front of her as people and not finding what it sought in us. The Severance blinded her to us as human beings, but she was someone who could think around things like that, hence this whole plan.�
“His smile was brilliant, as hard to look at as the sun. “Now, will you follow where I lead?�
He knew we would; we knew we would, but there is a special magic in saying so, binding yourself with word and thought to another man’s purpose. From that moment, as Ostel and I tried to outdo ourselves with our babbling pledges, we were his followers and members of his congregation.�
“I am ashamed of who I was that night, more so because I became a man who has always been within this body but held back by the regard of others. When we surround ourselves with people who call evil good, how quickly we accept their definitions and speak them back, round and round until every way we experience the world is tainted by it.�