I could not tell him the truth: that the visions I remembered most clearly were not of the future—not anymore. I had seen my death at Akterumu, seen it a thousand times. And I had seen other moments, seen myself ignite a sun—but I had been young then. In all the visions I had seen, I had seen nothing beyond the dome and the massacre on Eue. Nothing that could still happen. Do what must be done.
