Man has always seen himself the peak of creation. The part of the universe that thinks. The purpose for it all. It's no doubt a gratifying view, but the universe may have a different opinion.
The home world exercises its siren call over us all. No matter how far we wander, or how long we are gone, it waits patiently. And when we return to it, as we must, it sings to us. We came out of its forests, waded ashore from its seas. It is in our ...
Drink deep the cup of life; take it's dark wine into your soul. For it passes round the table only once.
She was a Seeker now, marked for life. She had thought this brand would be an eblem of pride, but now it meant something entirely different. She was damned.
