"In 2,000 years, nothing changed."
The woman's voice was both informative and sad.
"Weapons, war, violence, hate. Plagues, fires, droughts, earthquakes. Together, men and nature brought us down. Now this Dome is all we have to remember Earth by."
The children stared wide-eyed at the video screen. The amphitheater filled with the blue and white of a planet's surface.
"Someday we may be able to return. But not until Earth has a chance to heal itself."
A little girl raised her hand. "How long will that take?"
The woman sighed. "We don't know, Charlotte. We don't know exactly how long that will take, but we know it will be a long, long time. Long after you, or your children, or your children's children are gone."
With this thought, the children grew even quieter than before. Fittingly, the silence felt like death.
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