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May 2 - May 19, 2023
That was how it was, of course. You didn’t last long in the Imperium by asking more. You kept your head down, followed orders, hoped that your superior wasn’t a tyrant or a sadist, because if they were, there was nothing much you could do about it.
It got to you, after a while. How quickly things had fallen apart. How weak it all had proved.
If the Imperium was good at anything, it was good at suppressing information and clamping down on inconvenient truths,
‘We are unable to remedy the faults in this system. It is failing, becoming less efficient despite the increase in power being fed into the greater machine, and no investigation we have conducted has produced a remedy.’ ‘How long have you been investigating this?’ asked Navradaran. ‘Five hundred and thirty-seven years, standard Terran. We are no nearer to a solution than we were at the outset. In the meantime, the component continues to degrade. We estimate total failure within a century or two, in the best case. Within a decade, in the worst case.’ The dwarf let that sink in. No one spoke for
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After a few precious moments, the sound faded away. The xenos had closed its eyes. When it opened them again, a trail of tears ran down its sunken cheeks. ‘Astonishing,’ it said sincerely. ‘You do not feel it, as we do. But I must believe that even you can be moved too, to some degree.’ ‘What is the point of this?’ ‘To show you what you once were. Something. You lived then. You created. Now you merely exist.’
