The death of Brentley marks the end of the winter of her discontent; her soul can awake from its torpor. She can realize the full potential of her life, so she, like the trees, feels aquiver with life.
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Fiction in the universe of Xeelee: Redemption Copyright Stephen Baxter In their skinsuits, some with infants in pressurised pouches, the crew gathered at the amphitheatre, one last time. Jophiel stood on a hastily improvised platform and looked around.
Inside the lifedome, the interior lights still glowed. And looking up now Jophiel could see the vast structure of the Xeelee Wheel, that extraordinary stripe bisecting the star-littered sky above.
But here we are, emerging like chicks from their shells, about to walk out of this thing and find a new home. One step at a time. As a result I have a different perspective on time, from him.
From most of you. As we climb out of this time pit the Xeelee dug — climb out for a while, anyhow. And one way Virtuals differ from flesh and blood humans is our perception of time. You are embedded in biological time. Time is something imposed on me, to deliver me one moment of awareness after another, tick, tick, tick.
And that clock can be slowed down or quickened — we saw that with the crew of the Gea, who got lost in accelerated time, a time pit of their own. For that reason, maybe, I see time from outside, the way I see humanity from the outside. And in a way, so do you — all of you. You know that some of the scatterships were taken by religious groups.
Harry imagined a shared faith would aid cohesion to a crew, who were to be trapped together in a box in space for perhaps decades. Our mission is different, of course, but we selected only on the basis of competence and adherence to the basic mission.
We had no bar on religious leanings, or otherwise. The scatterships included worldships bearing thousands of living and breathing humans on their multiple decks, their living spaces some more or less urban in design, some carrying biomes, scraps of a lost Earth — forests, grasslands, even oceans.
And some had more challenging missions. The seedships had generally carried a small active crew, who tended banks of potential life, possible humans, to be nurtured on arrival at some destination world.
Some bore biochemical factories which would essentially print out humans, using local resources, based on genetic templates storied in processor banks.
And others used a more primitive approach, carrying embryos stored cryogenically, ready to be brought to term on a new world.
But the awful fact of the Scattering of Mankind had struck many of the crew even as they had joined that great armada. After their evolutionary emergence, for a hundred thousand years humans had been scattered over the Earth, in small foraging bands of a few dozen, perhaps.
You might live out a full lifetime without ever meeting anybody outside your family, and that immediate circle. Then had come farming and empires grew, and in the Age of Discovery the world had been united at last, when it had become possible in principle for any human, born anywhere, to seek out and meet any other alive — although that grand uniting had come at a terrible cost in cross-contamination with plagues, war, exploitation and genocide.
But then the Xeelee had come, and everything had been smashed — and humanity was scattered, once more.
He could not imagine a future in which mankind might ever be united again. Or he with lost friends.If you are a teacher searching for educational material, please visit PBS LearningMedia for a wide range of free digital resources spanning preschool through 12th grade.
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