Writing a novel is agony.
To enslave an individual troubles your consciences, Archivist, but to enslave a clone is no more troubling than owning the latest six-wheeler ford, ethically. Because you cannot discern our differences, you assume we have none. But make no mistake: even same-stem fabricants cultured in the same wombtank are as singular as snowflakes.
He saw the rules of life clearly for the first time and they were simple: it was a game where Death was the only winner.
Possibility is limitless.
I know who I am, and I’m being true to myself.
My tears had unexpectedly become real.
I’m a wanted fugitive, and you’re an upstanding bachelor of the year!
And it is strange that absence can feel like presence.
Mai whispers, “Why did she have to leave? When she was there, I knew where I had her; she was safe.
I’m just sorry. Sorry that there won’t be any more camping trips for kids or rock bands or even new books to read. No more movies or fresh bags of popcorn. It really sucks when you think about it. Of course, there is the possibility that we might be able to win this war, but not for a very long time. Probably longer than you and I will ever exist in this world.”
“I try not to think about it.”
“Sometimes it’s all I ever think about.