Summer 1952 – Standing in the Radiance of a Thousand Suns


I said, “Your mistake was believing that, because this was a desert and you could not imagine anyone living here, no one lived here. The Danmal did. They just didn’t live where you could see them. But they felt your bombs and their world was torn apart. And now they want to share their pain with you.”

Rickman covered his face with his hands. Through his fingers he asked, “How do we stop them?”

I pulled his hands apart. I said, “You are asking the wrong question. Understand that first.”