Count Your Blessings

the VOICE In reality's shadow the blind see best "Hurt you?" The Voice sounded wounded, though she couldn't blame him. "Samuel, I am not some barbaric old deity, capricious and callous. You and your brothers and sisters, all of you, are the culmination of a work that spans centuries. You are to be celebrated, not harmed." Her smile was gentle and she shook her head. "I confess that I feel responsible for your past troubles. I was not here to properly guide you. But what is done is done, bright one." As he spoke of the upgrade, the Voice's smile grew. "Whilst it is true that your friend created the device that allows you to feel, he brought it to me for testing and improvements," she said. "I commend him for his respect.