"It's...not that bad for me," she says after a moment. "It's normal for me. I wasn't born very long before the war started."
Sinthia sighs as she fits the wood balls for planets on, picturing her home in a little subterranean base drilled into the planet. "I talked to someone here who knows about it. My future is his past, so he knows how it ends. He told me."
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Sinthia sighs as she fits the wood balls for planets on, picturing her home in a little subterranean base drilled into the planet. "I talked to someone here who knows about it. My future is his past, so he knows how it ends. He told me."