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This is a list of quotes by [[Forthencho]], Lord of Admirals of [[Prehistoric human civilization|prehistoric human forces]]. | This is a list of quotes by [[Forthencho]], Lord of Admirals of [[Prehistoric human civilization|prehistoric human forces]]. | ||
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*The Gravemind no more understands the whole truth than we do. It is past all our understanding, from the greatest to the smallest. This reserve was wrapped in Precursor architecture, protected for many billions of years. Out there. Perhaps if there were enough time, we could find it. But when the [[Halo Array|Halos]] are fired, not only will sentient life across the galaxy vanish, but all that knowledge will vanish as well. The greatest treasure of all will be destroyed." | *The Gravemind no more understands the whole truth than we do. It is past all our understanding, from the greatest to the smallest. This reserve was wrapped in Precursor architecture, protected for many billions of years. Out there. Perhaps if there were enough time, we could find it. But when the [[Halo Array|Halos]] are fired, not only will sentient life across the galaxy vanish, but all that knowledge will vanish as well. The greatest treasure of all will be destroyed." | ||
*"I will send a message," I tell Forthencho. His lips crack as he attempts to laugh. "You don't understand me, Librarian. The effects of Halo radiation are already felt." I stare around the circle of wretched humans. I refuse to accept this. Lord of Admirals holds up both of his hands, holding on to me, then lets go and falls to his knees. He tries to smile. Blood streams from the cracked corners of his lips. Not a kind smile. Like the grin of a wolf. "The Halos will be fired," he says. "They are being fired. They have been fired!" With an agonized grimace, he collapses face-forward into the dirt and grass. His blood returns to the soil. The others try to sing, but give out only a low, deathly howl-what might be an old battle song, or perhaps conveying a final message from the Gravemind. Its laughter haunting me across thousands of light-years. | *"I will send a message," I tell Forthencho. His lips crack as he attempts to laugh. "You don't understand me, Librarian. The effects of Halo radiation are already felt." I stare around the circle of wretched humans. I refuse to accept this. Lord of Admirals holds up both of his hands, holding on to me, then lets go and falls to his knees. He tries to smile. Blood streams from the cracked corners of his lips. Not a kind smile. Like the grin of a wolf. "The Halos will be fired," he says. "They are being fired. They have been fired!" With an agonized grimace, he collapses face-forward into the dirt and grass. His blood returns to the soil. The others try to sing, but give out only a low, deathly howl-what might be an old battle song, or perhaps conveying a final message from the Gravemind. Its laughter haunting me across thousands of light-years. | ||