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“They don’t.”
“O-oh. Right…”
They don’t… last.
Not even a hundred years? They’re fragile, but how can anything be so transient?
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It’s so… empty, unfulfilled.
Has it really been two decades? Already, you’re half gone, like your hair, yet you’re laughing. Are you not worried? What will Steven do without-
A-and Connie!? Consumed by time. Her Knight left behind, alone and unprotected. They were supposed to be different, better! And we’re celebrating! Why are we celebrating? Another year expired, another year closer-
No! No. Not this time.
It’s true they don’t, but they could.
“Peridot, I’m beginning a project…”