So many. So many left behind. As we broke through the atmosphere, I started to cry. I cried till I passed out. I awoke a long time later. The rush of realization seized me—froze me. Yet, I immediately felt this throb of determination. It was humming in the center of my head. The memory of a woman who had come up to me shortly before The Leaving flashed like a hologram right before my eyes. "Make it, somehow," she had said, "for us—for all of us."
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Escape From Earth Philcold
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