[ And how her face transforms then. That is what was given, the seeds of hope that she might give to others. Out of the mud blooms the most beautiful of flowers, and from the turmoil and suffering could blossom a beautiful new future for humanity. If only they would take it. ]
They taught us the value of order and structure. I wish you could see what India has become, Rani. It is a place of rebirth, out of destruction. And all we want is to share that gift with those who stand as these people do. Afraid, unenlightened, starving and freezing and dying when we could help them. We could save them, we...
[ Her voice had suddenly become strained, and she hadn't realized how her voice had been lifting until silence cut it off and she blinked rapidly, stepping back from the cell walls. Was she talking about Vishkar or the Cetagandans? Did it matter? The frustration remained the same, that people were needlessly suffering and dying all around them, all for what? So they could lift one person up as their leader, rather than another? It made no sense, it was maddening!
But she had to compose herself. She had to maintain posture, certainly in front of Lakshmi, who finally seemed to see her. What a strange feeling that was, a sensation of suddenly being naked and not as prepared for it as one might have thought they'd be.
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[ And how her face transforms then. That is what was given, the seeds of hope that she might give to others. Out of the mud blooms the most beautiful of flowers, and from the turmoil and suffering could blossom a beautiful new future for humanity. If only they would take it. ]
They taught us the value of order and structure. I wish you could see what India has become, Rani. It is a place of rebirth, out of destruction. And all we want is to share that gift with those who stand as these people do. Afraid, unenlightened, starving and freezing and dying when we could help them. We could save them, we...
[ Her voice had suddenly become strained, and she hadn't realized how her voice had been lifting until silence cut it off and she blinked rapidly, stepping back from the cell walls. Was she talking about Vishkar or the Cetagandans? Did it matter? The frustration remained the same, that people were needlessly suffering and dying all around them, all for what? So they could lift one person up as their leader, rather than another? It made no sense, it was maddening!
But she had to compose herself. She had to maintain posture, certainly in front of Lakshmi, who finally seemed to see her. What a strange feeling that was, a sensation of suddenly being naked and not as prepared for it as one might have thought they'd be.
Does she see something I don't? ]