Knowledge Is Power. Ignorance Is Bliss. But

That Was Humanity's Problem Right There. They Are Brain Damaged From The Early Sun

I Grew Up Reading Sf In The 70s And 80s, And I Like Fast, Thought-provoking Plots That Take You Places In Fully Realized Worlds.

Lately I’d Begun Carrying Pain Amulets In My Bag, Like Some People Have Breath Mints.

The Seraph Looked Up, And Pain Sliced Through My Head As Our Eyes Met, Almost Blinding Me. "i Honor You. You Can Do Something I Cannot," It Said Softly. "for All I Am And All I Have Been, You Are Human. You Are Loved For Your Inventiveness, Both Good And Bad. I Can Kill, But You Can Create. You Can Even Create...an End," It Said Wistfully. "that's Something I Will Never Be Able To Do. Accept This. Create.

He Didn't Want Lucy To Grow Up Feeling Alone, Surrounded By Everything And Having Nothing.