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The wind was blowing harder than normal that day. I'll never forget that. We've been travelling for 150 years looking for a place to rest our tired bodies. The final rest. We all are looking forward to it, yet we dread it at the same time. Will our fear cause us to turn against each other like last time? Will the cycle forever continue and will we be doomed to follow history.