Trilife

A long time ago, Terra was called Earth. Some say that Earth was a better place. Others argue that Terra, and its ferocious control, is better off; that the people, the changed beings that now control this dying planet, are better off. That story you will have to discover for yourself; I will not tell you. I will, however, tell you my story: the story of a girl; a slave, a leader, a sacrifice. I am dying. These words that spill from my lips tumble over each other. To you, the reader, you will find no difference in the even spacing of these words on a page. To me, these are my last remnants on this land. I will not live to see the sun rise today. I will be gone. But you will be here, and so I will live on in you. I am Serpentine, child of Terra.

This is my story.

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