[Somehow that manages to rock her even more. The reality of being skaa in her world was as much a reality as the air they breathed. The thought of not living with that oppression hanging over her head is more alien than anything else.
She settles back as well, looking at the food in her hands, and up at the healthy plants and clear skies, not even the mist smothering the night.]
... Somehow it doesn't feel right that I'm the first one who woke up here.
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She settles back as well, looking at the food in her hands, and up at the healthy plants and clear skies, not even the mist smothering the night.]
... Somehow it doesn't feel right that I'm the first one who woke up here.
[It seems unfair somehow.]