Children of Eden

But alone is good. Alone is safe.

But there's always a price, to every decision.

What do you dream about?” she asks me. “Finding someone,” I say immediately. “Someone who I can trust, someone who makes me complete.” I bite my lip, and my face flushes hot. “That's stupid, I know. It's just that I never had anybody, really. Not someone who I chose, or who chose me.” Lark rolls toward me, propping herself up on her elbow. She looks into my eyes and says solemnly, “I chose you.” Then, slowly, she bends until her lips touch mine. Her lilac hair tumbles over us, and though it I can see the stars shining. Oh Earth, they're spinning! They're dancing…

Why on Earth then do some people have so much, some so little? It makes no sense. The

For a second I marvel at the technology humans can create. How did we get to be so powerful, but so destructive? With so much intelligence, couldn’t we see the point past which one begets the other? We