‘But how will I do it?’ she asked her instructor. ‘They're not ready for this - this level of science entails all the training you've given me, enough data to fill books that would take lifetimes for them to read - I just…I just don't see how I can teach them so much in so little -’
‘You'll be fine. It's most important they remember how to think, not what to think. Then their species can take it from there - they can paint their own story again, after this…edit.’
Her pupil nodded. She inserted the drive in to the computer. If she didn't communicate this knowledge to them, the Star System she saw through her telescope, she already knew the ending. Tumultuous, fiery, full of death with no mercy. She decided to try.
The array of satellites she had set up the year previously purred online. I hope they'll be okay, she thought.