Our association with the sky above us has been one of the defining characteristics of human development.
The image of a person staring up at the sky, in wonder, is often the quintessential projection of humanity’s endless curiosity about our universe. I have no interest in going too deeply into the contents of this fascinating novella, and instead will try to talk about how the novel discusses human nature (the aliens are basically human surrogates). The following essay is a personal dive into the history and philosophy of my favourite, and possibly one of the greatest Sci-Fi short stories of all time, Nightfall (1941) by Isaac Asimov.
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