Every sunset he would climb to the viewing platform and look at the broken, blasted landscape.
In the long shadows, the damage didn’t seem so bad. He could imagine that he was observing the old world: a sea of trees or a cityscape.
In those moments, he was able to renew his faith. He could believe that restoring the environment was possible. They were wasted moments but important ones. They gave him the strength to carry on and lead the survivors through all the others.
They allowed him to cling to the illusion that he had not destroyed the world.

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