By then, Peter Wiggin will be dead, like Julian Delphiki. That’s the only disappointment—that my son will never be able to face his father’s murderers directly.

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SACRIFICE

From: Mosca%[email protected]
To: Graff%[email protected]
Re: My ticket

Just when things were getting interesting here on Earth, I keep getting this nagging feeling that you were right. I hate it when that happens.

They came to me today, excited as babies. Petra took Moscow with a ragtag army traveling by passenger train! Han Tzu wiped out the entire Russian Army without taking more than a few dozen casualties! Bean was able to decoy the Turkish forces toward Armenia and keep them from getting involved in China! And of course Bean also gets the credit for Suriyawong’s victory in China—everybody wants to assign all glory to the boys and girl of Ender’s Jeesh.

You know what they wanted from me?

I’m supposed to conquer Taiwan. No joke. I’m supposed to draw up the plans. Because, you see, my poor little ragtag island nation has me, Jeeshboy, and that makes them a great power! How dare those Muslim troops remain on Taiwan!

I pointed out that now that Han Tzu had won against the Russians and the Muslims probably wouldn’t dare attack, he’d probably be looking to put Taiwan back in his fold. And even if he didn’t, did they really think Peter Wiggin would sit idly by while the Philippines committed an act of unprovoked aggression against Taiwan?

They wouldn’t listen. It was: Do as you’re told, genius boy.

So what’s left for me, Hyrum? (I feel so wicked calling you by your first name.) Do as Vlad did, and draw up their plans, and let them fall into their own pit? Do as Alai did and repudiate them openly and call for revolution? (That is what he did, isn’t it?) Or do as Han did and stage an internal coup and become Emperor of the Philippines and Master of the Tagalog-Speaking World?

I don’t want to leave my home. But there’s no peace for me on Earth. I’m not sure I want the burden of running a colony. But at least I won’t be drawing up blueprints for death and oppression. Just don’t put me in the same colony with Alai. He thinks he’s so the man because he’s the successor of the Prophet.

Even the tanks had been washed downstream, some of them for kilometers. Where the Russians had been spreading out for their offensive against Han Tzu’s forces on the high ground, there was nothing, not a sign that they had been there.

Not a sign that the villages and fields had been there either.

It was a muddy version of the moon. Except for a couple of deep-rooted trees, there was nothing. It would take a long time and a lot of work to restore this land.

But now there was work to do. First, they had to glean the survivors, if there were any, from the countryside downstream. Second, they had to clean up the corpses and gather up the tanks and other vehicles—and, most important, the live armaments.