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Evdokia thinks, in their world, one miscalculated flick of a wrist could cost millions of lives. Well, she doesn't think, she knows.
She stares at the ice spikes that are hanging above their heads. She wonders if one melted off and fell on her, cut her in half, would put the pain of her tragedy to sleep.
Jean walks up to her and takes her in a warm familiar hug.
The sun never rises that day, and to Evdokia, neither does the moon.
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