Lords of Uncreation (The Final Architecture Book 3)

by Adrian Tchaikovsky

And, just as with those bastard ark men, once you’ve made the plan, and you’ve got the wealth or power to make it happen, nature takes its course, doesn’t it?

If railing against fate is wrong, let us do wrong. Let us do all the acts unspeakable. Break all the laws. Fight that which must be borne. Be wicked, know no grace. Refuse all walls. And so, though we be cursed, reviled, denied, so we yet serve the way that we have left behind. When comes the threat the shell cannot resist, there shall it find us, waiting.”

“It should be appreciated Olli has some anger issues to work through,” Kit said cheerily.