Origins (The Wasteland Chronicles, #2) - Plot & Excerpts
I headed to the back, out of the cockpit and into the cargo area. I found a seat where I could get a moment of peace before the plane descended. Next to me was a circular window, and I could not stop looking out of it. For the first time in my life, I saw the moon and stars. They sparkled, countless, dotting the midnight sky. I never imagined there would be so many. Though beautiful, they made me feel sad, in a way. We had lost so much because of Ragnarok. It would take decades for the fallout to dissipate enough for them to be seen again from the surface. How many generations would that take? Would there even be another generation to watch them? “You look quite pensive.” I nearly jumped out of my seat. It was Anna. “You snuck up on me.” She sat next to me. My heart raced as I felt her shoulder touch mine. “Sorry if that was weird, earlier,” she said. It took me a moment to realize she was talking about holding my hand. “No, it wasn’t weird at all. I guess I just didn’t realize...”
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