group far away, lurking in deep shadows. “They are white men who hate black men. And there,” he pointed to a nearby group, “is a group of revolutionaries who hate those loyal to any dissent. There is a group that hates inventors. There is a group that hates people who don’t give to charity! A group who hates people who eat certain meats! And there,” he shifted and the smile on his face grew large, “is a group who hates everyone, including themselves, including their own kind. You want to meet a dictator?
“So how do I keep them all in line?” he continued. “How do I fulfill the desires of those who have none? Whose idea of paradise is so warped that what they brought to Earth in their lives acted to destroy the closest things to it?”
“You blind them?” Aether asked,
“So how do I keep them all in line?” he continued. “How do I fulfill the desires of those who have none? Whose idea of paradise is so warped that what they brought to Earth in their lives acted to destroy the closest things to it?”
“You blind them?” Aether asked,