James S.A. CoreyA few generations living and dying without a sky, and enclosed spaces lost the atavistic terror of premature burial.
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In a world where death is so common, it is easy to feel that we are all destined to die. We see the deaths of people we know and fear that we will end up like them. However, when we take a moment and look back to our own lives, we might realize that we live in a world where death is not nearly as common as we may fear. We may never have seen a corpse in the woods or in our town, but we still feel the same fear; we wish for a safer world.
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