[England is almost certain his heart stops for a second when he sees that alter. it scares him, which he finds to be a bother. England feared almost nothing, being a nation who has lived for a thousand years. plagues, poisonous animals, falling from various heights... none of that was frightening.
now that he is actually facing his own death? it's overwhelming, the sheer terror he feels. he stays put in the golf cart for a few moments, to look at the rest of his surroundings, at the candles, the bowls, finally the full moon.
Mosley's voice is dulled by his heart beating in his ears.
he finally manages to pull himself up and out of the cart, hands slowly moving to remove his cardigan. he can't back out now. he signed up for this. and it was for the good of the colony. besides, he wouldn't be dead long, right? CERES would bring him back. it would only hurt for a little while...]
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now that he is actually facing his own death? it's overwhelming, the sheer terror he feels. he stays put in the golf cart for a few moments, to look at the rest of his surroundings, at the candles, the bowls, finally the full moon.
Mosley's voice is dulled by his heart beating in his ears.
he finally manages to pull himself up and out of the cart, hands slowly moving to remove his cardigan. he can't back out now. he signed up for this. and it was for the good of the colony. besides, he wouldn't be dead long, right? CERES would bring him back. it would only hurt for a little while...]
Her...?