I'm not sure how much I've... if sharing will cause even more problems. [some things are meant to be kept secret, Friday warned about this... but she can't shake the feeling that because it's so horrible that it has to be known by more than just her. but the right thing emotionally almost never seems to be the most strategic. all of her good intentions seem to lead straight to the most disastrous outcomes.]
It feels so impossible. But alone, I can't do anything to fix it. [and it's possibly already too late.]
We will figure something out. You, me, and whoever else is involved. We'll manage, somehow.
[she says it with all the belief she can place in those few words, an absolute certainty that even if she's to die again and again in pursuit of this, it would happen.
though, one hopes not.]
We got this far, after all. The entire ship hasn't fallen to violence like we could have. There's more hope than you would think.
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It feels so impossible. But alone, I can't do anything to fix it. [and it's possibly already too late.]
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[she says it with all the belief she can place in those few words, an absolute certainty that even if she's to die again and again in pursuit of this, it would happen.
though, one hopes not.]
We got this far, after all. The entire ship hasn't fallen to violence like we could have. There's more hope than you would think.