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[brainiest]

I've been here almost six months now, with nothing except a bit of a lost bracelet situation to call a holiday, and anyone would think I'd be exhausted. I am, a little, but mostly I'm worried. I do want us all to come out of this alive, even if it takes a lot of hard work and a lot of effort.

[ Because, really, optimism is all she has left. After everything that's happened and with everyone that's come and gone. ]

Would anyone like to spend some time somewhere quiet, maybe? Things have been so strange around here lately that I've barely had time to go and read, or make any new friends. It's better late than never, though, I think.

And, um. Has anyone seen Spike? I think he might have... Let me know.

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[brainiest]

Death isn't permanent here, obviously. We're brought back, because the Gods have the power to do that. As for getting out alive - we'll be returned to out own homes once the war is over. I know that.

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[alternate123]

Taking death out of the equation makes life more expandable. I think I get it now. Thanks.

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[brainiest]

Well, of course. If we can't die then we're... Eternal soldiers, sort of. But there are repercussions for dying, so please try not to do it too often?

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[alternate123]

Absolutely, eternal soldiers. I agree. Either way, I won't be looking to die any time soon.

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[brainiest]

Good -- though sometimes it isn't that easy. As long as you try, though.