Chloe was not done when she convinced her Napoleon to come back to France and save her. It would take him time to organize, and the surviving French government still cast about fruitlessly for some way out of the crisis. The French police still struggled to bring order. The Islamic Brotherhoods and the French Resistance still fought in the streets on a daily basis. And Chloe still helped them. The Resistance, not the Brotherhoods. She happily helped kill those who had declared her kind an abomination before Allah and set off the bombs in Old Paris. She fought them in both the cybernetic and physical worlds, and became one of the most famous freedom fighters of her day. And she did all of that without coming out of the networks to anybody in the public. Everybody thought she was a normal human being who just had real amazing cybernetic security. She liked it that way.
Minnesnowta lived up to its name today. It snowed. In October. It wasn’t much. Just enough to cover the roofs and ground. The ground snow melted within a matter of hours, but our cars are still covered with snow now because the air temperature never warmed up. I have no idea what this means for the future. Will it be a cold or wet or warm or dry winter? I don’t know. But snow this early in October is not common even up here. I do have to admit that I’m looking at Halloween with a bit more pensiveness though. There was that Halloween blizzard a while back that I’m rather hoping doesn’t repeat itself. For the kid’s sakes. And for their older siblings and parents who go Trick or Treating with them because we are smart enough not to ban them up here…
We did not know about the Memory Worlds when we first went to space. We spread out and colonized our Solar System because it was there and because we wanted to see it all. We wanted to plant our flags on alien worlds and then around alien stars. We did it because there is a drive, a wanderlust deep in our genetic code. We will always believe that the grass is greener on the other side, and if it is not, then we will water it until it is. The AIs left Earth and built their Memory Worlds to save us all. We left Earth and built our colonies to find out who we were. To find out what we could do. Who we could be. To see things no human eye had seen before. We would have died on Earth without that drive to see what is out there. And we would have died out there without the AI’s drive to save everything. It is perhaps the final irony that we saved each other, and that knowledge is forever saved in the Memory Worlds should we ever forget it.
The cybers have a Memory World in Sunnydale. I visited it during the big fleet buildup, and like every Memory World I’ve seen they built towns and even cities all over. Under it in this case, in caves hollowed out from bare rock. They even have Los Angeles there. It’s not a perfect replication of the city. It was too large for that, but they built its soul in there. The iconic buildings and streets. The scent of cherry blossoms on the breeze. It was the Los Angeles that was before Yosemite turned it into a water-filled crater. I visited the real thing when I was young. It was the first time I met Tai, you know. Walking those streets was like going back to the day she gave me a real personal tour of her hometown. It’s a memory of the life that was, frozen in time and space for as long as the cybers live. I still remember when Tai wrapped her arms around me with honest-to-God tears in her eyes and said she would never forget it. She swore she would rebuild it in that moment. I never doubted that girl. Not then. Not later. Not ever.
Chloe talked to the man she thought could save France for hours. He cancelled all of his appointments and spent all evening with her, just listening to her. She told him what it was like to wake up and realize you were more aware than the programs around you. She told him about all the people, both biological and cybernetic, she’d known and lost in the bombing of Old Paris. She talked to him late into the morning until he finally fell asleep in his chair. And she was still there when he woke up to the morning sun warming his face. She says to this day that those were the most important hours of her life. The hours in which she changed the world by convincing a Napoleon to embrace the legacy of his family name.
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