It’s impossible…
This shouldn’t be happening…
My cheeks feel wet, am I crying? I am…
After all these centuries I can’t believe it’s happening right now. I’ve heard so many stories, more like legends.
We survived…
I still can’t believe that I can see the outline of the door in pitch black, because the light from outside is so bright. That light, it’s the same light our ancestors saw and finally back. The sun has risen again. Morning has finally come back to our world…
I’m a bit scared to go outside, but… I want to…
It feels warm, even from behind the door, it feels so warm…
My hands are shaking. Am I worried or excited? I don’t know maybe a little bit of both.
“It’s so bright…”
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