Once again, needless violence and bloodshed has descended on Celestial City. A bomb was detonated inside Club Exxxcelsior. 10 fatalities, 6 serious injuries, 5 minor. When I woke up in this city, I hoped that the memory of our lost homeworlds would drive us to build a peaceful world. I hoped the reality of being possibly the last living beings in the universe would drive us to harmony and acceptance.
I have never been so wrong.
Now, as I sit in my quiet apartment, a glass of wine at my side, Funerals are being planned. Families are destroyed. Friends have been lost. I could go on, but it's hard to type through my tears.
Why do I feel like our world is ending?
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