get busy living [o]

[toska]

milly stands in front of a bakery's glass case and chooses her midday snack carefully. her eyes are focused on the glazed cakes and pastries, but her mind is also on other things.

she came back with access to vaccines. there is no need to risk yourself any longer, her parents had said. but the thing is, she hadn't even done that much. milly had been travelling in relatively safe zones. she had not even been entangled in the battle of ceres forest. it wasn't anything to write home about (not that she did).

it's what her parents had wanted. milly isn't sure if it's what she wanted. what does she want? she wanted to help. that much is all that she knows for certain.

maybe she would be of more help here. the direction of pax lake would only spell near-certain death for a girl who has none of the trainers', researchers', or rangers' advantages.

@open