"In so many words, I'm sorry. I know the pain you're feeling, the doubts you have and the turmoil of your souls," he said as he stood there by the lone decadent podium. The room was silent as he continued his rant. "Not so long ago our scientists set upon a bold venture. They worked towards, what they believed, was an end to suffering." A low murmur broke among the crowd gathered in the seats beneath him. "These brilliant minds, they worked with a diligence never seen before," he paused waiting calmly for the whispering in the crowd to settle down.
Clearing his throat he continued, "These scientists and politicians pushed forward with an amazing agenda. They toiled day and night trying to find a cure to human hunger. Unfortunately in their quest to satisfy the needs of our species they had created your species." Having said his part he stopped and listened as the initial murmur of the crowd gathered before him turned first to a hum and then to a roar. Having felt the sudden spike in dissatisfaction of his audience the speaker tried vainly to control their emotions with pleas for reason, for understanding. The rabble in that great chamber would not subside. Rather the anger and frustration felt by those seated below him only spread as time wore on.
They would not hear any calls for compassion, they couldn't form the words to a truce and they would never try to work it out. For them it was simple, "We 'ear you all the time. T'ease t'ings you talk about make no difference to us." The thing, a Expumure as they were called, moved from behind the bench it was near and glared at the frightened man behind the podium.
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