The Lost Plot

They blew up a library. A library, Kai. They haven’t just offended me, they have attacked and insulted every single citizen of this place who used that library, who contributed to it, who even so much as might have used it someday in the future.

She’d thought the situation couldn’t get much worse. She’d been wrong. The situation could always get worse.

There were clear class divisions among the protestors: the upper-class ones stood back and gave the orders, while the lower-class ones did the actual work. Some things didn’t change, no matter how many worlds you visited.

The news was highly coloured, even if the print was black and white.