Quoted By:
“Perhaps the probe has information to offer us. Perhaps it does not. But upon reflection, I realize that neither possibility would change my decision.
I have chosen to give my enemy nothing, and I shall ask for nothing in return.
I shake my head in response to MERRYGATE’s question, and she accepts my answer with a gentle nod. The RAIN shutters her external comms, casting the observation room into stately silence. I watch the probe die with my unaltered vision. Scraps of computational substrate burn inside its pearled shell, flickering like muted candle-fire.
I think of summer lanterns. I dream of home.”
- [UNSIGNED], EXECUTIVE AUDITOR, TRS NOVEMBER RAIN, AD. 2242, DECEMBER 14th, PERSONAL JOURNAL
