brainofck

It took him 100 days to give up on Edora. But on Edora he was alone, among people who told him that hope was a luxury, a waste of time, where life depended on hard work and sweat and strong backs and a day spent digging for a way home was a day wasted. He had moved on. He wasn't proud of that. He had given up, but they hadn't and because of that, he wasn't on Edora anymore.

But here, he wasn't alone. He could depend on his kids to tell him when it was time to give up. And it had taken Sam three times 100 days, but the day had finally come.

Sam strolled down the shallow ramp from the ship and casually dropped the handful of crystals onto the pavement, where they shattered into dozens of pieces.

She kept walking away from them, over the hill and out of sight, back towards the river they had been using to bathe.

Daniel looked at the sharp, glinting shards on the ground with slightly raised eyebrows, as if mildly surprised. A painful reminder of their lost fourth.

"I guess she's done," Daniel said mildly.