Library [5.27]

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Anemone was still a bit weirded out by the idea of Memorial Day.  Dead was dead, and she wasn't sure what the purpose of idolizing a bunch of dead soldiers served.  It's not like being sad and sorry for one day a year was going to stop humans from starting wars; she was living proof of the fact that after 10,000 years, humanity hadn't actually changed that much in regards to their need for bloodshed.

Stupid humans.

 Mildly grumpy, Anemone opened up the library with a disgruntled Gulliver in-tow.