“Why?” Belisarius felt his jaw tighten. “The Puppets are born with the certainty of who they are,” Belisarius said. “The truth of the Homo eridanus stares them in the face, presses on them every second of their lives. Homo sapiens have had their questions answered a thousand times over by all the generations of history. “The Homo quantus are ephemeral. We touch nothing. We do nothing. We question, independent of meaning.
