Musing

Do you believe in angels? Beings that watch over us. Not many people believe in a higher power, after all we have seen, all we have done.

I do though. Maybe not in an all-powerful god, but something. Spirits, or whatever, that protects us or tries to. That hairs breath away that means a bullet in the shoulder instead of the heart.

How else could have five fifteen year old boys save the world. I don't care how much training we had or how good our mechs were. There had to have been something helping. We all should have been dead at one point or another.

I mean how many people do you know that could survive being lost out in space for that long? How many self-destruct a Gundam while still in it and live?

Ours must be some pretty wild angels to put up with some of the shit we pull. All the losing battles we fought.

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