[She understood large, vast, unending places. At home, it was the sky and the sea. She could imagine a place, not of water but of grass that smelled of green things growing, not of salt and air. It sounded... nice.]
Will you go back when this is over?
[She raises one hand and covers the moon with her thumb, as if to make sure it's the same size. It seems so much smaller here... farther away.]
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Will you go back when this is over?
[She raises one hand and covers the moon with her thumb, as if to make sure it's the same size. It seems so much smaller here... farther away.]