You manage to snap yourself out of your usual routine of questioning why you were chosen for this when there's a whole planet to pick from before you get to far. It's still a sort of. Depressingly existential thought though. You lean back from your husktop and look at the fire along the horizon again...
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i suppOse maybe it isn't~
You manage to snap yourself out of your usual routine of questioning why you were chosen for this when there's a whole planet to pick from before you get to far. It's still a sort of. Depressingly existential thought though. You lean back from your husktop and look at the fire along the horizon again...