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The children yearn for the domes
They sense their future is beneath the domes
“Of course, there was that time that mum forgot me. I didn’t mind at first, but then it got dark, and I got scared. I started crying. It only took me a half hour to remember that she couldn’t hear me. Then I felt the air running out. I pressed my face against the smooth base of the dome, trying to find one of the spots where a crack between the floorboards let the air in, but it was dark, and still, and I couldn’t feel the breeze. My head grew heavy, and I pounded against the glass. Finally, my dad got home, and kicked me out so that he could have his ‘special video’ time in peace.”
bad taste in indoor sound dampening aside, WHY IS THERE A BUCKET
TIL 7+4=12