Покой нам только снится

"An endless number of cycles...
I am so sick of all this...
They... they don't change...
Peace...
Give me peace at last!
And...freedom."

A short story about two people who are very similar to each other. Once, he was alone... Now there are countless numbers of them... This is the story of a single, specific "Pioneer," spiced up with lots of sci-fi.