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I'm asking questions to my God like, "Will we ever meet again?" Left me in pain, was all our plans in vain?
— Meet you at the Graveyard, Cleffy
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━━━━━━ June 29, 2150
"EVERYWHERE I LOOKED, THERE were fins. And teeth. And blood. I knew if they saw me, I'd be next. So, I just floated there. Waiting. Praying they'd swim off, but they didn't..." a woman re-told with a dramatic flair, her face cast in shadows and only faintly seen in the dim light from the outside world. A crowd sat around her with intent interest while Casey and her friends sat a few feet from her, listening in.
⠀⠀⠀Using Lincoln's journal, Octavia led them to the beach where Luna was said to reside. However, when they got there, it was nothing but sand and ocean. They were missing something, Octavia just didn't know what, and neither did any of them. Bellamy went off to mope on his own, Clarke following him so the two could talk one-on-one for the first time in a while.
⠀⠀⠀Casey, Octavia, and Jasper sat together, staring into the fire, keeping them warm. As Jasper tossed pine needles into the fire out of sheer boredom, the three noticed the strange color the fire had turned when he did. Octavia ushered them to find more, dumping them into the flames as they realized the beach wasn't where Luna was, but a rendezvous point.
