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“Piloting an airship?” he’d said. “As the ancient line goes—long hours of boredom broken by minutes of sheer panic.”
My first footstep on an alien world, and it was no footstep at all—just a mouth full of sand.
The universe is indifferent to our fates. This was the crushing burden that the character took with him as he struggled through the surf toward survival or extinction. The universe just does not give a shit.
If there is a God, I thought, it’s a painkiller.
Life is brutal that way … the loss of irrecoverable moments amid trivia and distraction.
