Harvested
I declare, sounding a little hysterical, and Zalu places her left hand on my cheek.
"You can call us. We can visit. Transportation is fast out here. This isn't goodbye forever. I am sorry my sadness has alarmed you. I was just thinking about how I will miss seeing you every day, but we won't stop being friends," Zalu says, and I hug her.
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"The time has finally come. Commander Garlof as winner of the Harvest, you can select your mate first. Will the fifty-five females from all over the Galaxy, please come forward," the announcer says, and the long line I am standing in instantly begins to move.