For a long time the moon has seemed a dying, scaberous, cold kind of thing - a broken semicircle of destroyed rock, shattered in the sky and pockmarked with the shadows of orbital debris. But as the sunny afternoon wears on to an unseasonably warm evening it has a different character to it. It's still broken but now it's not obscured by a pox of orbital debris. Now it's lit up like a fire in the sky, surrounded by a halo of glittering diamonds. They're actual diamonds, by the way, meteors of pure concentrated and perfectly arranged carbon that catch the solar light just so and give the moon back something of its elegance.

The world, likewise, is still injured. But maybe it too can build some cybernetics for itself.


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