Liliana Kiss’s Reviews > Dust > Status Update

'What lasts forever?' she obliged [...] 'Our decisions,' he said. [...] Lukas turned to face her. 'Yeah. Our actions, you know? They last for ever. Whatever we do, it'll always be what we did. There is no taking them back.'

As she turned, the woman rubbed the cross and kissed it and Juliette thought of Father Wendel and the idea that she was bringing fear, not hope, to the silo. Hope was what he and the church offered, some place to exist after death. Fear came from the chance that changing the world for the better could possibly make it worse.

For all they knew, these were the first tests made of the outside air. Reams & reams of bogus reports from previous cleanings had been nothing but numbers used to uphold & justify fears. It was a charade of progress, of efforts being made to right the world, when all they ever cared about was selling the story of how wrong it was.

They were responsible for one another. Without people, this silo would become as Solo's had: rusted and fairly drowned. Without the silo she would be a skull on a hill, looking blankly to the cloud-filled skies. They needed each other.

Hand frowned. 'You know I trust you and all, but when you tell people around here that things are going to improve, all they hear is that things are going to change. And for those who are breathing and count that as a blessing, they take that to mean one thing and one thing only.'