All the colonies in every direction for as far as Evie could see shot their trillions of sperm and egg into the sea at once, and a handful of humans with dim lights watched the sea turn into a swirling blizzard of yellow, orange, red, and white. As the flecks eddied all around her, something in Evie whispered, I could die now. I have seen the relentless engine, the inscrutable master plan of Life, and it will never end.
