Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja stumbled backward, feeling the ground tremble beneath her once more. Nana reached out to steady her, her expression

etched with concern.

"It's an aftershock. No telling how long it'll last. From the looks of it, the entire mountain's been decimated. See those broken bricks

over there? Those must be from the research base, just blasted apart by simmense force."

In the face of nature's might, human innovation seemed insignificant.

Maja and Nana stood there for an hour, waiting for the tremors to subside before they began to navigate the rocky path that led

deeper into the chaos.

Among the stones, twisted pieces of modern machinery lay scattered - the remnants of the research base's equipment.

Sweat beaded on Maja's anxious forehead as she thought of Dylan, who was also inside. Her pace quickened, and she nearly

tripped over a jutting rock, almost tumbling down.

Nana caught her, and together they glimpsed the horror below: a mass grave in the crevice, bodies piled upon each other,

distorted beyond recognition.

Maja couldn't hold back any longer, bending over to retch beside a tree.

The dead were unidentifiable, their features twisted, causing a sourness to rise in Maja's stomach. She vomited for a full minute,

her eyes reddening before she rinsed her mouth with bottled water.

by countless assassinations and her own dark deeds, felt a twist in her

down for miles, filled with the dead. It was too much to bear, and

long crack here. The base

everyone inside got

for words, simply trudging forward in a

they walked on, apparent victims of the base's disaster. Swere still

boulders, staring blankly at the sky as if pain was an alien concept,

sky, the blue sky, it's been so long

been years since I've seen the

trees, the green. I can hear

a decade, with no plants, strict control,

the sky with an obsessive fervor that belied their

in this state. She and Nana

the base? What

questioned, the man just stared at the

was as if he was breathing purely on instinct, his soul long

realizing she wouldn't get

endless; even though half tress had been devastated, there were still

Maja found a rock to sit on. Nana joined her, both looking

alive on one hand, and it

survival.

dusk approached, staying put becincreasingly dangerous. Nana pointed to a relatively flat spot

night and continue

on

to provide sprotection from the wind. After setting up, she

a few bites of