When Nature Cries

When Nature Cries

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Feb 12, 2017
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Science Fiction
The first time Savanna saw him, she was eight. The second time she was 13. The third she was 17. Each time they saw each other, they were both changed. For better or for worse. The first two times, it was only for a moment. A few words, a glance or two, a hasty departure. The third time was different. He told her things. Things she wasn't allowed to know. Maybe there's more out there than just smog and buildings. Maybe the world isn't dead. Maybe there's still hope. They know they have to clean up the mess that the past generations have refused to touch. If only it was as simple as sweeping a broom.
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