Complete the short story/flash fiction, that has the following opening:
Something awakens us. The peace of nothingness, the peace of home, is broken by the noise streaming in through the rift.
It has been a long time since another race found their way to our home. It has been a long time since we looked and thought judged whether or not that race should continue. If they do not pose a threat to us or others around us we let them go. If they pose a threat we … discourage them from coming near our home again.
Occasionally we’ve had to be more forceful, we’ve had to stop them from spreading, we’ve had to stop them.
This time it appears that a bipedal race has come seeking knowledge. A bipedal race with a history of violence, a history of taking rather than giving. We will wait.
And we will judge.
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