Chapter 2: Do You Feel Me, Child?Children…ah, but how he loved to watch them most of all. As tempting as an unwatched sachet of heroin to an addict, they were. It wasn’t just that they had the sweetest blood (though they most certainly did), nor that their busy minds made them curious and, as such, easy to lure. It was the angst their destruction left behind. Mankind hated to lose their seedlings, they surely did. As if the humans had forgotten how easy children were to replace, how easy they were to do over. Man spoke of renewable resources as though they would stop the destruction of their planet—solar, wind, water, bamboo, hemp, forget the oil and the coal and focus on that which can be reborn on every turn of the planet!—and they failed to see that they themselves were the most renewab
