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Chapter 50

Wind battered the hems and collars of our coats into our legs and stinging cheeks as we wound our way through the headstones. It had been two years since I'd been to the cemetery on the very edge of Faction 11 near the docked boats, one of which would soon carry us away from here. Both our tickets to Faction 2 were stowed in my coat pocket, and I bumped it with my wrist every other step to be sure they hadn't blown out.

I wasn't so sure I would be able to make out my family's graves in the driving snow or even remember exactly where they'd been buried, but I put one foot in front of the other anyway. We had time to wander before our ship left, sort of like a bit of practice before we wandered the rest of the world.