When We Were Real (Author's Preferred Edition)
“One last little stemshiny asideOne last little stemshiny aside before life settles down and dreary. Styrbjörn and I took our airguns and bedrolls and camping gear, had Daddy set us down on a hillside in the back country beyond the old habitat blocks, where not even the bayou robots go, on a bright yellow morning, promising to come for us again in a few days, when we’d gotten this boyish nonsense out of our systems.As we walked away, down into the shadow-dappled glades of an old park forest, the... sky was an unusually clear blue overhead, soft, soapy azure, as if it had the texture of some of Mother’s best jewelry, things I’d loved to rub with my fingers when I was little. We walked, feeling these things as part of last, stolen moments, beneath the boughs of wind-rustling green trees, among slanting beams of stemlight. If I tried real hard, I could imagine myself walking through some Old Earth forest, imagine myself some before-time man, from thousands of years ago, lanky and lean, hard and fit, long arms swinging by my sides, long legs striding effortlessly forward.MoreLess
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