We stared at the sky watching the Earth burn. Some cried out at the site. Others stood with silent tears drenching their faces.
“It’s ok. You’ll learn to love this world just like your own.”
Behind the crowd the delegate from the Kritilian people stood with arms outstretched.
“Come. You must be tired from your long journey. We will show you to your lodging.”
As we followed the group, a warm wind stirred the flags and the trees began to laugh.
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