‘The Blade ship got away. Rachel…Jake had Rachel with Tom. Rachel and Tom are both…and the ship got away anyway. Thanks to you.’
The Erek hologram disappeared. He was an android now, a thing of steel and ivory vaguely in the shape of a dog walking erect. 'And I’m supposed to feel regret because Jake ordered his cousin to kill his brother and I didn’t allow him to massacre everyone else on the Blade ship?’
That made me mad and I guess I showed it.
'So, you, too, huh Cassie?’
'Jake did what he had to do.’
'Did he? Someone flushed the Yeerk pool into space. Did he have to do that, too? They were unhosted Yeerks. They were harmless.’
'We needed a div-’ I stopped myself.
'A what? A what did you need? A diversion? You’re going to tell me you needed a diversion so Jake massacred seventeen thousand sentient creatures? A diversion?’
I took a deep breath. 'Jake says maybe you should get off the ship, Erek. The Andalites will most likely be coming aboard soon. It’s up to you whether you go on keeping your existence secret. We won’t divulge it.’
He nodded. Then, as he was passing, he took my arm in his pseudo-hand. 'Take care of Jake. He’s going to need you.’
Book #54: The Beginning, pg. 36 (by K.A. Applegate)
Uncredited Photographer Soviet Military Doctors Helping Auschwitz Survivors 1945
Jan. 27, the 70th anniversary of the Red Army’s liberation of the Auschwitz concentration camp.
“We are slaves, deprived of every right, exposed to every insult, condemned to certain death, but we still possess one power, and we must defend it with all our strength for it is the last - the power to refuse our consent. So we must certainly wash our faces without soap in dirty water and dry ourselves on our jackets. We must polish our shoes, not because the regulation states it, but for dignity and propriety. We must walk erect, without dragging our feet, not in homage to Prussian discipline but to remain alive, not to begin to die.” Primo Levi, “If This Is a Man (Survival in Auschwitz)” 1947
She walked with her back erect, Like she couldn’t have a rest. She faked a gorgeous smile, As though everything was alright. She danced and sung, And concealed all her sorrows. But her eyes, goddammit. Her eyes revealed everything.