Non erano più alti dei Terrestri, eppure costruirono il Tempio, questo eterno monumento esteso su due astri, sul Pianeta Sede e sul suo satellite più piccolo chiamato, ormai da millenni, semplicemente Temple. To connect the planet and its satellite, a series of fourteen stations of purification in which the pilgrims departed from at Temple who wish to visit and see, if only for a few moments and immeasurable distances, the Mother Priestess, must stop and raise the spirit and get rid of the dross of life. They were higher than the Earth, and became extinct millions of years ago, but left a legacy to all peoples their religion, which, during the later ages, it absorbed all the others and became, in fact, the uniqueness of 'universe explored, Worship Immense. And, of course, left the Temple, or at least the first unit that was renovated and enlarged million and increased it in the following years until you get to what it is today. They were indeed higher than the Earth, perhaps even a little 'more minutes, but their name is remembered million years after their extinction, and will be remembered as the very life will dwell in the universe.
For many days he had left the fourteenth and last station of purification and now wait for the right private hearing, a rare honor reserved for few, in a room adjoining the hall of gifts. It was an earth and had a chest near him which often turned his eyes, perhaps the absurd fear that someone might take it from there, there. A group of pilgrims waited for some time, reciting the old string of prayer beads and chanting in unison as silent automatons glided on air with hastily composed and diligence. The temple is permeated by technology, and there is nothing from cleaning the enlightenment, the adjustment of the atmosphere that is not centrally directed by synthetic intelligence subjected to incessant mutual control to avoid any kind of mistake. It can happen, but rarely, if that statement is wrong kinds, even in routine minor, that does not compromise the integrity of the system that is maintained for millennia, and has resisted attacks and attacks of all kinds from the most disparate and desperate groups chaotic. An error, however, an insignificant error is generated just as the group of pilgrims were coming to the highest level of the rope, a tiny malfunction in the archive database, a procedure considered in the fifth level, a level for which there are under the more stringent controls. He opened the heavy and enormous doors, without a groan, without apparent effort and approached the chamberlain, surrounded by a group of automatons guardians, who solemnly, but polite, invited to follow the Earth's interior. The Mother Priestess, tiny and translucent, almost transparent, was at the center of the room to hold large spaceship. It was suspended at a certain height from the floor, supported by invisible forces and delicate. The Earth stopped its carrier at a certain distance from her and knelt down, bringing his hand to his chest, head bowed, waiting, next to the trunk.
"Rise, Earth 'the Priestess asked him, and his voice barely a whisper, was perfectly audible in every corner of the room without echoes. When it was raised, "I say that you are the last of your people. It 's true? "
" Yes, Venerable Mother, it's true. We stayed for a long time for two, but my companion is not for a year. Now I am the last "
" What is your name, Earth? "
"Does it matter, Venerable Mother? Who I will have to stand out now? "
" I understand your bitterness, Earth, as you wish to be named, but yours is not the first people missing. Look at this room, was begun by the hands extinct millions of years. People have lives, as individuals, are born, mature, those longer, some less, but one day die. Other people are born and evolve in their place, according to laws that only knows the Immense. But you know, Earth, do not forget that the immense, neither the people nor the individuals. I know that it will not pay your loss, but I hope consuls your mind. "
" will be done immense, Venerable Mother, but my mind would be exacerbated if I was not less aware that it was the will of the Immense to declare our end as the villainous conduct of our ancestors wretches. "
" I know. I know that humans do not show the immense gratitude for the precious gift of the Earth, and the squandering ungrateful. "
" So it was, the Venerable Mother. And we, pilgrims on other planets, far from our house is now uninhabitable and burning for thousands of years we have cursed the folly of our fathers. For millennia we dreamed of returning to Earth but, as you know, our nation has increasingly narrowed over time. Perhaps unknown elements of our Planet, elements not found in synthetic atmospheres recreated for us elsewhere, have made it increasingly sterile the succeeding generations. As long as we were only two. And now just me, the last of the Earth. "
There was a silence in the great hall, a respectful silence and sharing that was interrupted, his voice gentle, the Mother Priestess.
"I know you have a gift for me, Earth ..."
"Yes, Venerable Mother - the man shook himself from his brief slumber, leaned over the trunk and held it up - Here, the work of countless generations of exiles. All our fortunes, as long as we have been granted, all of our efforts are here, Venerable Mother. We have enclosed in this casket all the knowledge that we have collected over the people of Earth. Not all, indeed, were contemptuous of the idle and careless of the future. We had artists, philosophers, scientists and thinkers. All we have obtained here, translated in major languages \u200b\u200bof the Galaxy, which is stored in cells indestructible crystal Santen, to buy what we donated all our resources. "
" Thank you for your gift, Earth. Did you see them best sons of the fathers. Keep this treasure here in the Temple, in our files, because there is always the memory of your people. "
At the drop of the Priestess, the chest rose and, slipping into the air, was directed to one side of the room where you open a passage leading to the secondary service buildings. Past the wall, the casket went on for a long tunnel, driven and supported by compressed atmosphere, until he reached the inspection station where the archive was registered by cutting pen. It was then that the dysfunction of the insignificant to the overall functioning of the Temple, appeared, creating a difference between the code recorded on the chest and one which should be equal, which is stored in the memory banks of the archive.
"And now, Earth, what do you mean? You can stop here in the Temple, as desired, until the Immense will give you life. "
" Thank you for the offer, the Venerable Mother, but I would rejoin my people, and my companion. "
" How do you prefer, Earth. You will be taken to our rooms sleep and your will see her soon. And it will not be that we shall meet again in the glory of the Immense. It 'good sleep, the brother of Eden, and welcome to the Immense benign. "
The man bowed again and walked, thoughtfully directed and escorted through a multitude of buildings and constructions, one of the rooms to sleep compatible with human physiology. He lay on a comfortable giaciglio e gli vennero proposte immagini e suoni dolci della sua Terra. Immagini che aveva visto innumerevoli volte e che conosceva a memoria, e che raccontavano un mondo che non aveva mai visto.
Lo scrigno, mentre scorrevano nella mente del Terrestre visioni di tramonti su coste intatte, fu diretto non verso il cunicolo ad esso destinato dal codice memorizzato dai banchi ma, passando attraverso gli innumerevoli rilevatori che verificavano il codice che recava inciso, terminò la sua lunga corsa in una collocazione assai differente da quella stabilita in origine. Non era infatti, come previsto, collocato a fianco dell’estinto popolo dei fiori poeti di Stara, ma vicino a quello dei mai rimpianti vermi cannibali di Durti, in un angolo dell’archivio where no one, for all who seek a long time, could never admit, even a hypothetical student of paleontology that might arise, in the ensuing millennia, the desire to do some research on the dead planet Earth and its ancient inhabitants.
A vial of sedative had been gently injected into the veins of Earth, a prelude to a peaceful sleeping pill which then would be followed by a lethal substance that quickly and gently, he would have brought among his. The reflections were not ready, the advance of sleeping pills in her body, and is dreaming of the sea and the waves that slowly, very slowly, seempre piùù leentaameeente accaaarezzaaavaanooo laaa ... spiaaaaa
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Number 78 Ucuntu
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