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It eats the void and it reaches out it reaches out it reaches out.
“Names matter, boss,” Amos said after a moment, a strange look on his big face. “Names change everything.”
“Space,” Holden said, trading his grin for a sigh, “is too damn big.”
“I’m gonna need to shoot that guy at some point,” Amos said, then tossed back another shot.
“Choosing to stand by while people kill each other is also an action,” she said. “We don’t do that here.”
It was less fun being the chosen one and prophet when the gods were violent and capricious and their spokesman was insane and powerless.
“Right,” Holden said. “No coffee. This is a terrible, terrible planet.
And the state of nature was always recovering from the last disaster.
“What is it with you guys and worshiping mass murderers?”
