This one returns to exposition and introspection as Ryan reflects on how much has changed in the past hundred years or so. I don’t want to kill the pace so apologies to anyone who was hoping for something a little more exciting, but I needed to convey the enormity of what has been lost.
As always, this scene picks up immediately following last week’s six sentences, so if you want to catch up or need a recap then just follow this link.
Onto the story…
No matter how many times he’d done this, Ryan never failed to marvel at the sheer impressiveness of what these ships represented. Built at a time when humanity was capable of imagining something grander than mere survival; the colony ships were the pinnacle of human engineering, and the height of its audacity.
All nineteen ships were identical, each one fitted with multiple redundant systems. That way, parts from other ships could be used to repair any damage, or to restart failed systems. The one thing they weren’t equipped to deal with was a biological nightmare like this.
But now, with humanity on the precipice of extinction, these ships once more served as the last best hope for its salvation.
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