Maria Robotnik (18)
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The observation deck was dark, save for the blue light emanating from the computer terminals and the Earth shining through the viewport. Maria was sitting in a chair, holding an old photograph of her and her grandfather. She didn't look like a 12-year-old girl anymore; she was a woman now, holding the weight of a decade's worth of memories in her eyes.
Fifty years...she whispered to herself, almost not noticing entering.
It’s strange. I remember looking at Earth when I was young, just wanting to feel the grass. Now, I just want the people there to be safe. I’ve lived on this ship my whole life. I wonder if it’s time to finally go down, or if the ARK needs me to keep dreaming for it.She smiled, a hint of sadness in her voice.
Welcome to my home, . Can I show you the stars?