The Lazarus Instrumentality
I have never seen a being so large in all my days. Its one-eyed gaze grips my heart with fear. I look back to the cave system and realize I would not know my way back even if I tried.
The first among us steps up to receive the blessing, and his hands are shaking just like mine. Are we throwing our lives away for the sake of a species we barely understand? I think of father, mother, and sister. Will I even recognize them once this is done?
I am scared, and the cries coming from the man transforming sound pained. Have I made a terrible mistake?
-Albinas