feelings at the end of part 2;
holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck. how is it so slow but still so crawling in a still brilliant way, in the same way a day can feel so long but a year like a blink. i feel a deep love for these children and the space they inhabit and the scars of a land beaten and trodden
— Jun 05, 2026 09:11AM
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