Two things happened quickly. The Royal Family abandoned the nation with the aid of the World Government. [They didn't care. They. Didn't. Care. They used us and threw us away.] And... quarantine...
The other nations thought we were a plague, so they blockaded us. Anyone leaving was killed.
[Quarantine, looking back, was one of the only things understandable about it. It still burns just as bitter.]
We weren't contagious, but no one would believe us. My father was Flevance's top doctor, and my mother, also a physician, was an expert in infectious disease. They quickly figured it out and tried to get their findings out to the World Government. But...
[The anger gutters out like fire starved of oxygen.
But.
You know what happened. The same thing. The facts ignored and hidden away.]
... nothing came out, nothing came in. When your main industry's mining... other things aren't given as much focus. Such as farming. Given our geography... it had always been difficult and we mostly imported. We did have a sizeable fishing and whaling industry, but soldiers held all the docks and no one could go out.
We all tried to stick together during those early days. My parents, naturally, were run off their feet, so I was the one mainly taking care of Lamie and making sure they remembered to eat and sleep. Things like that. ... it was always my role, and it just became... moreso.
[Never really a child. He had to be responsible.]
We only really got to spend time with them when we both helped out in the hospital. Which... happened a lot; we had always lived in the staff residences attached to it and medicine was something my family had always practised. Even then... we all kept Lamie from the worst of it. There was a lot...
She was six. She had already seen too much. She already knew what death meant. She already knew she dying.
She still could smile. We didn't want her to lose that.
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Two things happened quickly. The Royal Family abandoned the nation with the aid of the World Government. [They didn't care. They. Didn't. Care. They used us and threw us away.] And... quarantine...
The other nations thought we were a plague, so they blockaded us. Anyone leaving was killed.
[Quarantine, looking back, was one of the only things understandable about it. It still burns just as bitter.]
We weren't contagious, but no one would believe us. My father was Flevance's top doctor, and my mother, also a physician, was an expert in infectious disease. They quickly figured it out and tried to get their findings out to the World Government. But...
[The anger gutters out like fire starved of oxygen.
But.
You know what happened. The same thing. The facts ignored and hidden away.]
... nothing came out, nothing came in. When your main industry's mining... other things aren't given as much focus. Such as farming. Given our geography... it had always been difficult and we mostly imported. We did have a sizeable fishing and whaling industry, but soldiers held all the docks and no one could go out.
We all tried to stick together during those early days. My parents, naturally, were run off their feet, so I was the one mainly taking care of Lamie and making sure they remembered to eat and sleep. Things like that. ... it was always my role, and it just became... moreso.
[Never really a child. He had to be responsible.]
We only really got to spend time with them when we both helped out in the hospital. Which... happened a lot; we had always lived in the staff residences attached to it and medicine was something my family had always practised. Even then... we all kept Lamie from the worst of it. There was a lot...
She was six. She had already seen too much. She already knew what death meant. She already knew she dying.
She still could smile. We didn't want her to lose that.