By Way of Introduction

I was born on a planet where rainbows appear following rainstorms, and we construct houses from wood and stone. We’ve developed technology to melt rocks but still hide when the wind blows. Our waters flow downhill, our sky never stops roving, and we have a single moon waxing and waning as it circles about us. We regularly celebrate something called a “weekend,” which defines a two-day period in which beer tastes better.

—Mitchell Hegman