An Eternal Gesture

The grand garden was a cornucopia of colors and scents, with flowers in full bloom and a faint hum of bees in the air. Amaia was fifteen now, kneeling beside a vibrant green tomato plant, gently lifting a leaf to reveal a caterpillar spinning its chrysalis underneath. Her Sentient stood …

A vast, efficient facility served as a habitat for children. Smooth metallic domes, called portals, protruded from the walls, unblinking eyes through which the omniscient Mainframe monitored and interacted with the young occupants. Everything was automated. Lifelike adult female humanoid robots, known as Misses, provided physical care, playtime engagement and …