[1] if this were the last day and this mind were not mine

[roomforonemore]

the last night.

dusk has fallen, and your nerves are on fire.

you are not looking forward to tomorrow, for whatever reason - perhaps you're in the ending stages of war and the final battle is imminent, perhaps you'll be leaving for an extended period of time, perhaps you're set to go into a risky surgery. whatever's going to happen, it could be the very last night you have, whether it's in this city, in this dimension, in this life. how are you going to spend it? will you say your goodbyes to your loved ones, spend time reminiscing, or just go about your everyday life and try not to think about it?

the choice is yours, but you'd better make it soon. you don't have much time left.

instructions →
1. post with your character.
2. tag others.
3. spend your last night wisely.

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[itwasntworkingforme]

She knew it was coming, maybe fore anyone else in the group. She felt it in her bones and she knew that, by the time the sun rose, it would be on a dead world. She would be left alone, collecting the souls of all the people around her, alt he people she loved.

Molly was sick with the knowing.

She told the others, there was no way she could keep it a secret, but after that, she hid. She couldn't bear to see them for a while. She's out of hiding now, though still not comfortable with the knowing that she will survive to see the dawn while no one else will.

But she's here, willing to be spoke o, even if she has no idea what to say.