"Richard Hatch - Battlestar Galactica 5 - Paradis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hatch Richard)

his eyes suggested that fear of losing his sight was the least of his
problems. Each spot had been a Cylon fighter!

The odds of survival had been small. When the Chitain attacked in
force and inadvertently saved the Colonials, Apollo again appreciated what
his father had taught him long ago.

"Don't believe that the enemy of your enemy is your friend," Adama had
said when Apollo was only fifteen. "Wisdom lies in recognizing what
makes someone your enemy in the first place. If they wish to destroy you
even if you have done them no harm, they will be equally unjust with
others. They will make other enemies because it is in their nature. Form
your alliances on the basis of self-defense, not self-delusion! And don't
make the ultimate mistake of acting as your enemy does."

These were good words to carry with him as Apollo checked out this
new world. Adama had spoken thus to his son before the Great Betrayal
forced him to lead his people across the universe.

Apollo tried to live up to Adama's standards as the burden of command
came to rest on his shoulders. The Cylons taught a stern lesson. There was
no moral confusion in resisting an enemy that sought genocide.

Adama faced the harshness of life when he'd lost his son, Zac. The loss
of Zac had hurt Apollo as well, but the current Commander of the Fleet
had lost his father as well as his brother. With each loss, his commitment
to his sister grew. For Apollo, resistance to evil was entirely personal.

The Cylons made it easy to treat lesser opponents with a certain degree
of fairness—to put things in perspective. Adama's advice had served
Apollo well when dealing with Jinkrat and a rebellion born of desperation.
Starving men aren't the same as Cylons or Chitains.

As he explored Paradis, he hoped there would be no enemies. That
would make for a nice change.

Down below he witnessed the pleasant cloud formations in the
planetary atmosphere. They reminded him of the surreal experience of the
Ur cloud. As the Cylons and Chitain destroyed each other, a wave of energy
had been released that tore an opening in space-time. That fortuitous
cataclysm had allowed humanity to return to the universe of stars and
galaxies.

Once he was safely aboard the Galactica again, Apollo took time for a
brief meditation. His thoughts could have been encapsulated in this
prayer:

"Let us resist the enemy without becoming like him. Let us find a new
source of tylium and other supplies. Let us enjoy the good fortune of finally
escaping the Cylons. And if it's not asking too much, the next time I take