Still looking at the mirror Samantha slightly bowed her head as Anna's words
resonated within her head." How your dreams can suddenly be swept away as if they were never there".
She remembered something and smiled at herself. Then she turned around with absolutely no trace of the
smile left and said unusually coldly
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"A dream is something fictional, it is nothing but a concept in your mind based on desires. Only fools and drunks
chase a dream. Survivors chase goals"
Sam moved closer to Anna, crossing her legs as she sat on the table
[color=#FFCCCC][font=Palatino Linotype][size=small]"How would that change how some of us look on
you? It won't...It won't at least in the short run. But then again almost all of the people that know what you
look like are in this building, or in my squadron. I can't change their opinion nor I want to. You need a little that
little slap from reality to wake up once in a while, to remind you that the universe is not black and while, there
are also a lot of greys in between."