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to know who deserted this boy and why. My name is Minn and I am his mother. I conceived this child the way our ancestors did. I was in love with the outsider who put the life in my belly. I could not save him from being terminated once he was no longer deemed of use to the Palace of the Temple Donors, but I swore to myself that I would do everything I could to save his unborn baby.
    When I was a child, my grandmother used to tell me about how life was lived in the olden times, stories she had heard at her grandmother’s knee. Stories that were forbidden to tell, but that had survived and been passed down nonetheless.
    It was very long ago that I first contemplated love as it was in the days of our ancestors. It was when my grandmother told me a story from one of the forbidden books. A story from long before insiders and outsiders. A story about a first woman and a first man. The woman was Eve, and the man was Adam.
    My grandmother said that perhaps someday there would be another first man. Well, I want you to meet Adam.
    If you find this note, then I am likely dead. I have jumped from the wall to see if I can find a way to smuggle Adam out of Aahimsa, some secret door or passage that can only be found from the outside. I know the fall from the wall will almost certainly kill me, but I have no other option. I’ve tried everything I can to find a way out of Aahimsa, but all of the exits are monitored by security details and the wall extends too deep into the ground to dig under. I couldn’t bear to bring Adam with me over the wall for fear that I would have to watch him die. I pray that if I do not make my way back to him, someone will find him alive and take pity on him.
    If you have found Adam, I beg you to take care of him, and to try to do what I couldn’t. Take him, hide him, raise him as your own, keep him safe. He is our last chance to return the world to the way it was meant to be, to the ways of our ancestors.
    There is a hiding place nearby that you can stay in if you need to, the basement of an old church that has been buried underground since the uprising. My grandmother took me there once as a child. It is where I have lived these past few months, and where Adam was born. There are supplies there, and infant nutrifier for Adam. I’ve enclosed a map to the entrance with this letter.
    I know you will probably give my baby to the authorities to be terminated. But I pray to the Goddess that you are merciful. If there is any way you can find it in your heart to take pity on him, you must get him out of Aahimsa.
    Please, please,
    Minn
    Nora sighed as she unfolded a stained bit of paper that had been fastened to Minn’s note by a small paper clip. A crude map was drawn on it in blue ink. She immediately recognized the landmarks from an area very near the mayor’s summer house. A rush of adrenaline pushed her racing heart rate higher.
    She lifted the blanket from over the basket and looked down at the child inside. He opened his eyes and gazed straight up into hers, as if he were staring right into her soul. Nora admired him for a long time before he stirred lightly and made a quiet mewling sound. “Adam,” she said aloud. He was so small and fragile. How could anyone fear him?
    Nora didn’t know what to do. She knew she couldn’t keep Adam, no matter what his mother’s letter said. But she also couldn’t bear the idea of leaving him all alone under the darkening sky for the authorities to find. And what would happen to him when they did was simply unthinkable. She sat there for a long time, looking down at Adam and trying to figure out what she could do next.
    â€œYou must be getting hungry again,” she said finally. As if on cue, Adam started to whimper. Nora picked up the baby and rocked him in her arms. “I suppose I can’t leave you here without feeding you first,” Nora said. “You could die of starvation before someone found you.”
    Nora