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“Yes, well, sometimes we choose for ourselves and sometimes fate chooses for us, Jann.”
In any successful group there’s always the leader who charges ahead and whips everyone else in to shape. But they are seldom the smartest, no?” He touched a finger to the side of his nose. “The smart ones are the ones you never expect, they’re the ones still alive when everyone else is dead.”
“If the information we have received is correct then there is every possibility that the… eh, Analogue is intact.”
He might be living on an alien planet, but all around him was the very essence of Earth, of nature itself, of what it meant to be a living creature. He was more in tune with the ecosystem on this dusty godforsaken rock than he ever had been back home. It had taken him 140 million miles to get back to the garden.
The human mind was a fragile thing, kept in balance only by the company of others. We are social animals, we feel safe in the herd, and desire its acceptance. Alone, the human mind wanders with no clear purpose, nothing to keep it in balance.
