Before
There is no peace.
No detente, no armistice, no cessation of hostilities.
There never can be. Not till it's over.
But there are lulls. And lulls can last for years -- or decades -- of human time.
Anna is watching the slow drift of the continent below her, the shifting of the land mass that isn't called Europe yet. Strange, really, to think about all the motion the humans never feel -- the world below her shifts and spins and rushes through the space around it, and none of its inhabitants will ever feel any of it.
Even in heaven, true stillness is rare.
But Anna comes close to it now.
No detente, no armistice, no cessation of hostilities.
There never can be. Not till it's over.
But there are lulls. And lulls can last for years -- or decades -- of human time.
Anna is watching the slow drift of the continent below her, the shifting of the land mass that isn't called Europe yet. Strange, really, to think about all the motion the humans never feel -- the world below her shifts and spins and rushes through the space around it, and none of its inhabitants will ever feel any of it.
Even in heaven, true stillness is rare.
But Anna comes close to it now.