Killing Lies (English-Tagalog)
They didn't know our goal had always been farther, bigger—La Primo, the coast, a chance to actually leave this nightmare.
I could see it in their eyes. Confusion, disbelief, and a flash of fear. And yet, somewhere under that, I glimpsed something else—possibility.
"La Primo? Across the water?" the old man asked. "That's impossible."
Queri's face drained. "But there's no boat," she said. "Everything that still floated was taken or destroyed months ago."
"Then, we build a boat." I said.
Dozens of heads snapped toward me.
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