This isn't nuclear winter, and we're not the repopulation effort. But we are here, and unless you're not telling me something that counts for humanity.
[ There was always a bright. At least from the perspective of a thirty year veteran in a war of attrition who had only known pyrrhic victories and too many worlds glassed into wastelands. ]
And now it's 2015. And I wouldn't know.
[ Then, to answer his third question that was more of a demand run ragged with frustration and a gulf of mistrust that Thomas carved out running a mile wide as it did deep - John tapped the side of his helmet. Over his 'ear' to signal for Thomas to listen.
Off in the distance obscured by the copse of skeletal, blackened trees knit close together - there was a howl. Not an animal, terribly and agonizingly human. ]
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[ There was always a bright. At least from the perspective of a thirty year veteran in a war of attrition who had only known pyrrhic victories and too many worlds glassed into wastelands. ]
And now it's 2015. And I wouldn't know.
[ Then, to answer his third question that was more of a demand run ragged with frustration and a gulf of mistrust that Thomas carved out running a mile wide as it did deep - John tapped the side of his helmet. Over his 'ear' to signal for Thomas to listen.
Off in the distance obscured by the copse of skeletal, blackened trees knit close together - there was a howl. Not an animal, terribly and agonizingly human. ]