Free The Host by The Host

therein lies the fundamental dilemma and the controversy of Fire World–and the reason the planet has not been closed, though there has certainly been adequate time to populate it fully. There is also a high relocation percentage.
    “When Fire World was discovered, it was at first thought that the dominant species, the Fire-Tasters, were the only intelligent life-forms present. The Fire-Tasters did not consider the Walking Flowers to be their equals–a cultural prejudice–so it was a while, even after the first wave of settling, before the souls realized they were murdering intelligent creatures. Since then, Fire World scientists have focused their efforts on finding a replacement for the dietary needs of the Fire-Tasters. Spiders are being transported there to help, but the planets are hundreds of light-years apart. When this obstacle is overcome, as it will be soon, I'm sure, there is hope that the Walking Flowers might also be assimilated. In the meantime, much of the brutality has been removed from the equation. The, ah, burning-alive portion, of course, and other aspects as well.”
    “How can they…” Faces Sunward trailed off, unable to finish.
    Another voice completed Faces Sunward's thought. “It seems like a very cruel ecosystem. Why was the planet not abandoned?”
    “That has been debated, naturally, Robert. But we do not abandon planets lightly. There are many souls for whom Fire World is home. They will not be uprooted against their will.” I looked away, back at my notes, in an attempt to end the side discussion.
    “But it's barbaric!”
    Robert was physically younger than most of the other students–closer to my age, in fact, than any other. And truly a child in a more important way. Earth was his first world–the Mother in this case had actually been an Earth-dweller, too, before she'd given herself–and he didn't seem to have as much perspective as older, better-traveled souls. I wondered what it would be like to be born into the overwhelming sensation and emotion of these hosts with no prior experience for balance. It would be difficult to find objectivity. I tried to remember that and be especially patient as I answered him.
    “Every world is a unique experience. Unless one has lived on that world, it's impossible to truly understand the –”
    “But you never lived on Fire World,” he interrupted me. “You must have felt the same way.…
    Unless you had some other reason for skipping that planet? You've been almost everywhere else.”
    “Choosing a planet is a very personal and private decision, Robert, as you may someday experience.” My tone closed the subject absolutely.
    Why not tell them? You do think it's barbaric–and cruel and wrong. Which is pretty ironic if you ask me–not that you ever do. What's the problem? Are you ashamed that you agree with Robert? Because he's more human than the others?
    Melanie, having found her voice, was becoming downright unbearable. How was I supposed to concentrate on my work with her opinions sounding off in my head all the time?
    In the seat behind Robert, a dark shadow moved.
    The Seeker, clad in her usual black, leaned forward, intent for the first time on the subject of discussion.
    I resisted the urge to scowl at her. I didn't want Robert, already looking embarrassed, to mistake the expression as meant for him. Melanie grumbled. She wished I wouldn't resist.
    Having the Seeker stalk our every footstep had been educational for Melanie; she used to think she couldn't hate anything or anyone more than she hated me.
    “Our time is almost up,” I announced with relief. “I'm pleased to inform you that we will have a guest speaker next Tuesday who will be able to make up for my ignorance on this topic. Flame Tender, a recent addition to our planet, will be here to give us a more personal account of the settling of Fire World. I know that you will give him all the courtesy you accord me, and be respectful of the very young age of his host.