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Walking to Aldebaran Walking to Aldebaran by Adrian Tchaikovsky
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“Most conspiracies, after all, seem weird on the surface but are really an attempt to drag things down to a human scale: a flat Earth instead of the immensity of the cosmos, shadowy illuminati instead of a chaotic mess of chance, incompetence and greed.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran
“Captain Kirk would have thought of something by now, I’m sure, but I have no red-shirted confederates to feed to it.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran
“I was also one of the pilots, although space piloting is one of those situations where they should really equip you with a dog, so your job is to feed the dog and the dog’s job is to bite you if you touch any of the expensive equipment.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran
“I don’t understand them. They don’t understand me. At the same time, we both understand each other.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran
“It looks as though it got into God’s desk after school and nicked off with every single nasty toy confiscated from the fallen angels. It writhes towards me along the ceiling, various spiked parts of it clicking and clattering against the stone. It’s in no hurry. It’s probably waited a thousand years for some dumbass Earthman to come along and wake it up.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran
“Joe had a confab with the Mission Team about what we should do. They said they’d send more remotes after us, but probably we hadn’t gone as far as we thought, and we should just continue.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran
“By the time the interplanetary satnav told us we’d reached our destination, then, we were fully up on nonbinary etiquette and everyone’s messages home were peppered with incomprehensible Danish slang.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran
“as though it had tucked its mass away as we arrived like my cousin Carl sucking his gut in when a pretty girl walked past.”
Adrian Tchaikovsky, Walking to Aldebaran