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fandomhigh2013-06-17 11:03 am
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Practical Philosophy, Monday
The weather had improved, at least in terms of temperature, and the clouds overhead didn't look like they were going to burst. So Ender had directed his class to the lawn again, where he sat in the grass with the bag of sandwiches by his side.
"So," he said, "How do you feel about the future now?"
That was all.
"So," he said, "How do you feel about the future now?"
That was all.

Re: Talk.
Such was the way of these things. Ender would know.
Re: Talk.
Re: Talk.
Re: Talk.
Sholeh was very not best pleased with things right now.
Re: Talk.
Re: Talk.
Re: Talk.
It was a very specific law, by the sounds of it. He couldn't shake the thought there was more going on here.
Re: Talk.
"The only other option is for her to stand up in front of witnesses and declare that she has no special feelings for him and banish him from her presence forever. But she has to be believed, too."
Sholeh shook her head. "That's the price of loving an outsider."
Re: Talk.
But wow, were his knees ever interesting this morning.
Re: Talk.
Re: Talk.
She frowned, trying to articulate concepts grown hazy from over the weekend. "We go out into the world and need to be part of it. That includes loving and being loved in all the forms love takes. We have to do that, for Tryadnea's sake. But to be punished for it, to be considered broken and wrong, to lose your sis--siblings. That's wrong."