The Quarry

[Rage Menelas]

[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]“This will never work; you are simply compounding your crime.”

“Master Erzo'acteru... We simply wish to allow you time to fully investigate our cause. It would be unfair of you to act without full knowledge of who we are, what we are attempting to accomplish.”

“I know who you are. I have fully researched your organization, your faith. And I know what you are trying to accomplish.”

“Then why won't you help us...?”

“Because you are breaking federation law.”

“Laws are made by people; people are fallible. We are attempting to right a fallacy in the law. Don't you wish to make your people whole again?”

“Dalcachenes are as Dalca'odge has made them. Nothing can be done, nor should it be done. It is wrong to try and change the order of our race.”

“Do you really believe that?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then this may take longer than we had hoped. Eventually, however, we are confident you will come around to our way of thinking.”

“I will not.”

“But the Great One Above ordains this. He has spoken to our leader concerning it. Surely you believe in the Omniscient.”

“Yes, I do. But I do not believe it is his will to experiment on others for our own benefit. That is why it is illegal.”

“You are thinking too small. Perhaps you need some help in seeing the light of reason.”

At that a robed Dalcachene entered the chamber and, coming to the bedside of the bound master, administered a solution into his eyes. It worked its way quickly into his cerebral cortex. His mind began to wander; thoughts became difficult to formulate; reality became surreal.

“Now let us talk about the Baeliwik Religion once more...” came the disembodied voice.