Chapter 11Above, early Wednesday, just after midnight, November 1, 2000
Only the men and women who lived on Roosevelt Space Station and on the Moon, in Alliance Base, could see what happened to the Northern and Southern Columbian continents after midnight when the long work of the Resistance came to fruition, and magic finally broke through in explosion after explosion. No blip. And even with high-powered telescopes, they saw very little.
They did not see:
People dying, people disappearing: soldiers, pilots, teachers, doctors, husbands, wives, partners, lovers, children, grandparents, preachers, poets, fairies, witches, normals, numina, dogs, horses, centaurs…Nor did they see the people who lived.
They saw clouds so thick it looked as if there was no land underneath. They saw the cloud
