[科幻]宿主-第53章

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　I　kept　my　voice　calm。　“We　had　no　trouble　in　the　South　Pole。　Of　course；　the　North　was　another　matter。　
It　was　badly　mishandled。　We　lost　the　entire　forest。”　The　sadness　of　that　time　echoed　behind　my　words。　A　
thousand　sentient　beings；　closing　their　eyes　forever　rather　than　accept　us。　They’d　curled　their　leaves　from　
the　suns　and　starved。

　Good　for　them；Melanie　whispered。　There　was　no　venom　attached　to　the　thought；　only　approval　as　she　
saluted　the　tragedy　in　my　memory。

　It　was　such　a　waste。I　let　the　agony　of　the　knowledge；　the　feel　of　the　dying　thoughts　that　had　racked　us　
with　our　sister　forest’s　pain；　wash　through　my　head。

　It　was　death　either　way。

　The　Seeker　spoke；　and　I　tried　to　concentrate　on　just　one　conversation。

　“Yes。”　Her　voice　was　unfortable。　“That　was　poorly　executed。”

　“You　can　never　be　too　careful　when　it　es　to　doling　out　power。　Some　aren’t　as　careful　as　they　should　
be。”

　She　didn’t　answer；　and　I　heard　her　move　a　few　steps　back。　Everyone　knew　that　the　misstep　behind　the　
mass　suicide　belonged　to　the　Seekers；　who；　because　the　See　Weeds　couldn’tflee；　had　underestimated　
their　ability　toescape。　They’d　proceeded　recklessly；　beginning　the　first　settlement　before　we　had　
adequate　numbers　in　place　for　a　full…scale　assimilation。　By　the　time　they　realized　what　the　See　Weeds　
were　capable　of；　were　willing　to　do；　it　was　too　late。　The　next　shipment　of　hibernating　souls　was　too　far　
away；　and　before　they’d　arrived；　the　northern　forest　was　lost。　

　

　“I’m　sorry　I　can’t　help　you　further。”　I　said　the　words　firmly；　trying　to　make　the　dismissal　clear。　I　was　
ready　to　have　my　house　to　myself　again。To　ourselves；　Melanie　inserted　spitefully。　I　sighed。　She　was　so　
full　of　herself　now。　“You　really　shouldn’t　have　troubled　yourself　to　e　so　far。”

　“It’s　the　job；”　the　Seeker　said；　shrugging。　“You’re　my　only　assignment。　Until　I　find　the　rest　of　them；　I　
may　as　well　stick　close　to　you　and　hope　I　get　lucky。”

　CHAPTER　7

　Confronted

　Yes；　Faces　Sunward？”　I　asked；　grateful　to　the　raised　hand　for　interrupting　my　lecture。　I　did　not　feel　as　
fortable　behind　the　lectern　as　I　usually　did。　My　biggest　strength；　my　only　real　credential—for　my　host　
body　had　had　little　in　the　way　of　a　formal　education；　on　the　run　since　her　early　adolescence—was　the　
personal　experience　I　usually　taught　from。　This　was　the　first　world’s　history　I’d　presented　this　semester　
for　which　I　had　no　memories　to　draw　upon。　I　was　sure　my　students　were　suffering　the　difference。

　“I’m　sorry　to　interrupt；　but…”　The　white…haired　man　paused；　struggling　to　word　his　question。　“I’m　not　
sure　I　understand。　The　Fire…Tasters　actually…ingest　the　smoke　from　burning　the　Walking　Flowers？　Like　
food？”　He　tried　to　suppress　the　horror　in　his　tone。　It　was　not　a　soul’s　place　to　judge　another　soul。　But　I　
was　not　surprised；　given　his　background　on　the　Planet　of　the　Flowers；　at　his　strong　reaction　to　the　fate　of　
a　similar　life…form　on　another　world。

　It　was　always　amazing　to　me　how　some　souls　buried　themselves　in　the　affairs　of　whichever　world　they　
inhabited　and　ignored　the　rest　of　the　universe。　But；　to　be　fair；　perhaps　Faces　Sunward　had　been　in　
hibernation　when　Fire　World　became　notorious。

　“Yes；　they　receive　essential　nutrients　from　this　smoke。　And　therein　lies　the　fundamental　dilemma　and　the　
controversy　of　Fire　World—and　the　reason　the　planet　has　not　been　closed；　though　there　has　certainly　
been　adequate　time　to　populate　it　fully。　There　is　also　a　high　relocation　percentage。

　“When　Fire　World　was　discovered；　it　was　at　first　thought　that　the　dominant　species；　the　Fire…Tasters；　
were　the　only　intelligent　life…forms　present。　The　Fire…Tasters　did　not　consider　the　Walking　Flowers　to　be　
their　equals—a　cultural　prejudice—so　it　was　a　while；　even　after　the　first　wave　of　settling；　before　the　souls　
realized　they　were　murdering　intelligent　creatures。　Since　then；　Fire　World　scientists　have　focused　their　
efforts　on　finding　a　replacement　for　the　dietary　needs　of　the　Fire…Tasters。　Spiders　are　being　transported　
there　to　help；　but　the　planets　are　hundreds　of　light…years　apart。　When　this　obstacle　is　overe；　as　it　will　
be　soon；　I’m　sure；　there　is　hope　that　the　Walking　Flowers　might　also　be　assimilated。　In　the　meantime；　
much　of　the　brutality　has　been　removed　from　the　equation。　The；　ah；　burning…alive　portion；　of　course；　and　
other　aspects　as　well。”

　“How　can　they…”　Faces　Sunward　trailed　off；　unable　to　finish。

　Another　voice　pleted　Faces　Sunward’s　thought。　“It　seems　like　a　very　cruel　ecosystem。　Why　was　the　
planet　not　abandoned？”

　“That　has　been　debated；　naturally；　Robert。　But　we　do　not　abandon　planets　lightly。　There　are　many　souls　
for　whom　Fire　World　is　home。　They　will　not　be　uprooted　against　their　will。”　I　looked　away；　back　at　my　

　

　“But　it’s　barbaric！”

　Robert　was　physically　younger　than　most　of　the　other　students—closer　to　my　age；　in　fact；　than　any　
other。　And　truly　a　child　in　a　more　important　way。　Earth　was　his　first　world—the　Mother　in　this　case　had　
actually　been　an　Earth…dweller；　too；　before　she’d　given　herself—and　he　didn’t　seem　to　have　as　much　
perspective　as　older；　better…traveled　souls。　I　wondered　what　it　would　be　like　to　be　born　into　the　
overwhelming　sensation　and　emotion　of　these　hosts　with　no　prior　experience　for　balance。　It　would　be　
difficult　to　find　objectivity。　I　tried　to　remember　that　and　be　especially　patient　as　I　answered　him。

　“Every　world　is　a　unique　experience。　Unless　one　has　lived　on　that　world；　it’s　impossible　to　truly　
understand　the　—”

　“But　you　never　lived　on　Fire　World；”　he　interrupted　me。　“You　must　have　felt　the　same　way。…　Unless　
you　had　some　other　reason　for　skipping　that　planet？　You’ve　been　almost　everywhere　else。”

　“Choosing　a　planet　is　a　very　personal　and　private　decision；　Robert；　as　you　may　someday　experience。”　
My　tone　closed　the　subject　absolutely。

　Why　not　tell　them？　Youdothink　it’s　barbaric—and　cruel　and　wrong。　Which　is　pretty　ironic　if　you　
ask　me—not　that　you　ever　do。　What’s　the　problem？　Are　you　ashamed　that　you　agree　with　Robert？　
Because　he’s　more　human　than　the　others？

　Melanie；　having　found　her　voice；　was　being　downright　unbearable。　How　was　I　supposed　to　
concentrate　on　my　work　with　her　opinions　sounding　off　in　my　head　all　the　time？

　In　the　seat　behind　Robert；　a　dark　shadow　moved。

　The　Seeker；　clad　in　her　usual　black；　leaned　forward；　intent　for　the　first　time　on　the　subject　of　discussion。

　I　resisted　the　urge　to　scowl　at　her。　I　didn’t　want　Robert；　already　looking　embarrassed；　to　mistake　the　
expression　as　meant　for　him。　Melanie　grumbled。She　wished　I　wouldn’t　resist。　Having　the　Seeker　stalk　
our　every　footstep　had　been　educational　for　Melanie；　she　used　to　think　she　couldn’t　hate　anything　or　
anyone　more　than　she　hated　me。

　“Our　time　is　almost　up；”　I　announced　with　relief。　“I’m　pleased　to　inform　you　that　we　will　have　a　guest　
speaker　next　Tuesday　who　will　be　able　to　make　up　for　my　ignorance　on　this　topic。　Flame　Tender；　a　
recent　addition　to　our　planet；　will　be　here　to　give　us　a　more　personal　account　of　the　settling　of　Fire　
World。　I　kno