tearing a world down was a simple affair; the gravity of human nature tugged willingly. It was the building up afterward that proved complex. It was … - Hugh Howey

It was what to replace injustice with that very few gave thought to.

A seed of hope caught a taste of moisture. Some wishful kernel buried deep, where he was loathe to acknowledge it lest it poison or choke him, began to sprout.

Hello, pineapples,’ he whispered. He bent his head toward his lap and punctured the can, listening closely. The pineapples whispered back. They told him they were safe to eat.

No good coming from the truth? Knowing the truth is always good. And better that it’s us discovering it than someone else, right?