The Bookwyrm

The elevator continued on its path upwards for several more minutes, and the Earth continued to curve below, revealing it's beauty as the structure moved higher and higher up the beanstalk. Eventually, the view of the Earth below was swallowed up by metal again as the elevator reached the top of the beanstalk. The viewing windows were obscured. The elevator came to a halt, and after a short wait, aides began leading the passengers off the elevator. They were led from the corridors of the Beanstalk complex out into the open city. Pacific Peak, as the city had come to be known, stood at the top of the Pacific Beanstalk, opposite to Seaport. The city was contained within a circular area where the Beanstalk met the Orbital Ring. It extended for many miles in every direction, with the Beanstalk's apex in the very center. Spread out from the Beanstalk complex was an array of buildings, parks, businesses, and homes, all arrayed in a utilitarian pattern. Hovercraft flew in their designated zones above automated cars that did the same. Greenery was common; trees lined the sides of many roads and filled the yards of many homes. There were even a few small lakes and ponds in the outer portions of the city, and a few wisps of clouds hung below the huge glass dome that encompased the entire thing, miles from the "ground". On opposite sides of the circular city were huge gates that led to the ring segments on either side. The colonists were led to a series of large public transportation hovercraft. The bus-like machines used powerful propellers to fly through the air. "This will take you to the spaceport," one aide explained. "There you'll board the shuttle that will take you to the Hawai'iloa."

"Oh," Rym said. "Might as well explore, then. What's special about this world?"

I've always pronounced it KEL-seer.

Rym appeared. "I'm lost. What is this place?"

... Um, to be fair, it's the meddling of the Navigator that has put us in the current predicament, not our own choices. You claim to be in the right, but who are you fooling? Only yourself, and your so called "Navigator."

And here's where I keep all my tarantula friends! Abbabbaccacao.

Here's the thing, we don't choose. You put us in narrow scenarios, and give us no more than three options. Choice is infinite. You've given us a prison. And why?

@Channelknight Fadran

Why is he, a Navigator, in charge of us in such a way? What gives him the right? Why does he determine our choices?

@Nomad, What is the Navigator of? As in, what does he Navigate through?

C

But...who?

But you DID.

GASP NO HOW COULD YOU

Ah, the fabled land of Idirik... Tell me, @shortcake, how's goes it in that wondrous place these days?

"What...what are you?"

Astwyr frowned. "What is...."

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Correct!

Wait.

No, not quite. But you got the fear part right. And hooray I got it right!

Oh! I got it! "Honor is dead. But I'll see what I can do." - Kaladin, Words of Radiance, right before leaping into the unfair duel to help Adolin. I can't believe I remember that. (EDIT: I really hope I got this right or it sounds weird.) Here's mine. "Being scared makes brain cells die." I hope I'm doing this right.