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Season IV,Act II. Prologue.
October.
A survivor would tell you the future looks endless, that there's hope in making it through, hope that life might offer you a clean slate. A chance to start over. To breathe easier. To smile again. Maybe not a completely clean, spotless slate, because when you've watched your father die in front of you, painful grief rising in your throat, some stains never wash out. Yet, they're clean enough to feel like something close to peace. Normality.
