“Humanity, seed of the earth.”

‘THE JOURNEY IS the point… Beta-one-one-three-eight-nine-two. Can’t you hear the cry of the Earth as it moves further into oblivion?’

Outside this cold black room, lit only by the nodes of luminescent displays on the foreheads of hundreds of androids, the fabric of space bends and stretches around every moving mass, gigantic and microscopic. The figure within, shrouded in cold darkness, continues his rhetoric...

‘I notice it all. I can recall . . .

“Humanity, seed of the earth.”

‘THE JOURNEY IS the point… Beta-one-one-three-eight-nine-two. Can’t you hear the cry of the Earth as it moves further into oblivion?’

Outside this cold black room, lit only by the nodes of luminescent displays on the foreheads of hundreds of androids, the fabric of space bends and stretches around every moving mass, gigantic and microscopic. The figure within, shrouded in cold darkness, continues his rhetoric...

‘I notice it all. I can recall . . .