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Live or Die
She sighed.
He waited.
Over the hill, the sun rose beneath storm clouds. Soon the horizon would light up bright red and pink.
“I don’t know if I can live with myself like this,” she said, finally.
He raised his eyebrows, but didn’t protest her statement.
There was nothing he could do anyway. She would decide to either live or die. But he felt she needed to know the truth. The part they didn’t tell her.
“If you don’t, they’ll all die.”
“They’ll all die anyway,” she countered, “sooner or later.”
She looked away, not ready to greet another day.