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Chapter 32-2
Perhaps it had condemned many – itself included – to a grim end. It had made terrible mistakes before. Its decision about the Morn had perhaps been the greatest of them. Many Tok had insisted the aliens be wiped out, a threat to everyone and everything. The Being had disagreed, despite the loss of Ionish, Trant and Zinia – and all the other worlds, including those that the Tok had chosen to destroy to contain the contagion. Thirty million years ago it wasn"t so wise. More arrogant, perhaps. Youthful. It had made the mistake of assuming every species it encountered shared the same understandings, the same attitudes that it and the Tok did. The Morn had demonstrated how misguided that was. The Being, the Tok and every nascent species had nearly paid the price for its naivety. The solution
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