Epilogue- Freedom From Freedom

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In the darkness of the abyss I had time to think. To ask questions. Alot of questions, really. An eternity. What did I think was going to happen when we landed, if we even survived? My past would never go away. It would live on in my nightmares every night. Was this just a step toward a new, better life? Could I ever have a better life? Or was this just.... what was this? I had spent so long wishing to be out of prison. Now I was, and I was running away, escaping. Was this freedom from freedom? I still had one more, unanswerable question that would not leave my mind....

What is freedom?

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