Struggling on

Sul Sul!

Vincent Wonder here.

I’m dead, a ghost,

but I’m still feeling protective around my family.

They need it…

they’re in midst of post-apocalypse.

My heart goes out to little Alexa, who was newly born into that world…

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Although Ben and my daughter Vanessa are taking good care,

she will have it difficult growing up…

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That’s me.

I made sure before dying that at least Glassbolt has clean-ish running water,

and medical supplies.

But a lot is still to do to restore „normal“ life in Glassbolt…

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Oh, sweet little Alexa.

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Alexa grew soon,

into an adorable child.

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Meanwhile, Vanessa studied cookbooks with no result.

While my son spent his days sleeping and wasting his life.

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My little love Alexa at least had her dollhouse, where Vanessa showed her how life used to be before the Apocalpyse. But Vanessa herself knew that world only from my tales. So, more and more that world was growing into a fairytale story.

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My son prefered playing video games and programming to doing something that would REALLY help the community.

At least little Alexa grew up bright and intelligent,

Vanessa made sure she learned to read and write.

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Vanessa studied my writings about cooking, but found no solution to the problem that these things just not existed in Glassbolt. How to cook without ingredients?

I’m feeling so sorry for little Alexa,

who does not know anything other than grilled fish in all varieties.

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Appearing as a ghost to my son and trying to bring him to reason is of no use.

And my daughter is already growing an elder.

Time is passing flying away.

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At least my family can bathe and feel safe.

I am proud of that.

But – how much more there is to do and un-do to restore „normal“ living conditions?

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My wife Gina also appears sometimes as a ghost. She is sad, very sad.

Just like me, she wishes they would find a way to ensure good food for the community.

At least thanks to Vanessas husband Ben, they can feel safe in their little house.

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My son plays computer games and wastes his life.

I’m ashamed of him, I must admit.

What career path he is following?

Programming?

How is that going to help us?

We need food, not video games!!!

At least in my opinion.

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Vanessa is old, and still she has not found a solution to the food problem. But she has eaten a lot of fish.

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Will they ever have something other than fish to eat?