[Terra tries to slip back into her clam mask but she’s noticed her farce has become harder and harder. Each day she learns something about herself and those around her. It’s hard to hide how she feels.]
I hope so. [She shakes her head slowly, tousling her mint green curls.] I don’t want to think about what will happen in we fail.
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I hope so. [She shakes her head slowly, tousling her mint green curls.] I don’t want to think about what will happen in we fail.
[How many people will die?]