‘I found a world in argument with itself. The delusion of intelligence, K’rul, is a sordid thing.’ ‘And this towering form you now present to me? Do you wear the guise of these … creatures?’ ‘One of their breeds, yes. I played the assassin,’ Skillen replied. ‘Subtlety is lost on them. They raise a civilization of function, mechanical purpose. They are driven to explain all, and so understand nothing.
