Chapters (34)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Chapter 1: Copies
- Chapter 2: Council in Larfold
- Chapter 3: Under a Tent
- Chapter 4: Homecoming
- Chapter 5: Burning House
- Chapter 6: Undoings
- Chapter 7: Paths and Slices
- Chapter 8: Negotiating with Mice
- Chapter 9: Getting It Right
- Chapter 10: Lord of Walls
- Chapter 11: In Reverse
- Chapter 12: Choosing Masks
- Chapter 13: Where Not to Go
- Chapter 14: Opportunists
- Chapter 15: Building a House
- Chapter 16: Near Earth
- Chapter 17: Saving the Baby
- Chapter 18: Hiding from the Future
- Chapter 19: Council of War
- Chapter 20: Allies
- Chapter 21: Neanderthals
- Chapter 22: Finding a Home for Square
- Chapter 23: Erectids
- Chapter 24: Motherless Boy
- Chapter 25: Preemptive
- Chapter 26: Tidiness
- Chapter 27: Retrieving the Mice
- Chapter 28: Face to Face
- Chapter 29: Visiting
- Chapter 30: Dispositions
- About Orson Scott Card
- Copyright
Or maybe not. Maybe it would make everything better, for one to lose the other knowing there was a strong bond of love between them. Rigg had never loved anyone that way. Except his love for Father. It had nearly destroyed him to lose Father. Even though it turned out to be a lie, it was real enough for at least a year, before Vadeshex met them beyond the Wall and told them that Father was only a machine called Ramex.
It’s better to lose someone you love, thought Rigg, than to have no one to lose.
“I think,” said Loaf, “that it’s about time we heard the other plan.”
“What?” asked Umbo.
“Olivenko said he came with two plans. He told this one first because in the future you saw, it seems to be the plan we chose. But there’s another plan.”
“It’s simple enough,” said Olivenko. “We still build the enclave. We still gather soldiers from the time when Haddamander’s oppression does the recruiting for us. We still bring their families with them. We go ten years into the past and build up supplies and an arsenal and we train the soldiers into a superb fighting force. But we give not a breath of a hint of where we are or who we are or what we’re doing. People disappear, but nobody knows where they’ve gone, and there’s not a single raid. Then one day an army appears out of nowhere, and Haddamander is completely unprepared and he’s destroyed in a single shocking battle.”
“Yes!” cried Param. “I choose that one!”
“No you don’t,” said Loaf, “and Olivenko knows why.”
Everyone turned to Olivenko, who shrugged. “I said that we train the soldiers into a superb fighting force. But of course that’s not possible. You can train them to be athletically robust, but if that battle against Haddamander’s soldiers is the first time our men see combat, chances are very good that they’ll break and run at the first sign of blood.”
“But the training,” said Param.
“Training doesn’t prepare you for the man standing in front of you trying to kill you,” said Loaf. “It doesn’t prepare you for the arrows hailing down on you and there’s nowhere to hide but you have to stand your ground or the battle is lost before it begins.”
“So we go back and try again,” said Param.
“That only works if your army is already hardened and experienced. If the only problem was a failure of tactics or strategy, and by changing that, using the same soldiers, you can change the outcome. But if the problem is the soldiers themselves, then the warnings don’t work. They won’t remember the battle they lost. It will still be the first time they face an enemy.”
“But will the raids really prepare them?” asked Rigg.