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I wish I could have friends. I wish I could feel a real connection with others and discover the different types of love that exist in this world, but I’ve built up such high walls to keep our secret—to keep us safe—that it’s impossible for anyone to get close to me. I’m alone inside my own defenses. Except for Mira. I’ll always have my sister.
It took several generations for the public to accept being microchipped, but it happened.
Famine breeds war, and humankind will always raid before they starve.
In grief all the little flaws of those we loved are colored over.
“The United States was once the most idolized superpower in the world. Our power lay in our equality, our liberty, and our democracy of the common people,” Rayla says, her quiet words emanating strength, drawing Ava even closer. “And look what we’ve become.”
“We’ve allowed our country to deteriorate into a military state. We’ve allowed ourselves to be monitored, controlled, ruled unchecked by the corrupt elite—subservient to leaders like Roth and his State Guard.”
I dive in after her and seal ourselves into claustrophobic darkness with fumbling, shaky hands.
For people to understand their place in the world, they only have to stand in the center of an ancient forest and surround themselves with huge western red cedars, hemlocks, and cottonwoods that soar so high their expansive canopies absorb nearly all sunlight. No need to look to the immensity of space.
Better safe than blown to pieces.
Humankind is everything’s and everyone’s most dangerous predator. Blindly killing its own planet, slowly wounding it over the centuries. Forcing my generation to mop up the blood.
For thousands of years, societies have built walls to keep their adversaries out or their populations in. But history tells us they all eventually fall. Stone, brick, wood, concrete, barbed wire, and tamped earth cannot keep a sharp mind and a desperate determination at bay forever.
