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Silence stretched between us, filled only by the distant clatter of dishes and low hum of conversation drifting from around the mess hall. I glanced out the window again, past the snow-capped peaks, wondering how many more impossible choices were waiting for us.
The sun dipped lower, painting the ruined city in shades of amber and rose. The breeze carried the promise of rain. Somewhere in the distance, a flock of birds took flight, scattering into the sky like sparks.