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I could see her face clearly, tinted blue from the long dwarfed sun, tearing at me with it's expressions and subtle cries for a humble answer. She was looking at me with her dark eyes, eyes that resembled little glass buildings, floor by floor, filled with thousands of little people just begging for me to look at them. It wasn't just in her eyes, it was in her stature, her mannerisms, the length of her hair and the fibers of her clothes. All she wanted was for me to give her an answer to a question she didn' even know how to ask, like the rest of humanity, but the rest of humanity wasn't nearly as beautiful. We were falling, or at least I t