[ WP ] `` Do you still think about what you did ? ''

`` Do you still think about what you did?'' she asks me. I know Marge has been waiting to ask me for years, but as we stand on the hilltop under the crimson sky, I ca n't help wish that she would enjoy the sunset in peace. 
 
 `` No,'' I told her. `` There is nothing to think about in the past. It has happened, it is gone and there is nothing that can change it.'' I sat down on the grass as the last rays of sun faded on the horizon. She huffed. I knew what was coming. 
 
 `` Nothing to think about? There is everything to think about. A great deal of people want to see you dead. Are you going to tell them to just not think about the past and pretend everything is okay? They wo n't accept that.'' 
 
 `` Well they should,'' I said. `` How else would we be here today? They'd still be squandering, looting, running amok at some stupid End of the World Party. I gave them focus. I saved their lives.'' 
 
 `` And you took many to save them. Some of them were people they loved.'' 
 
 `` You think I did n't lose anyone?'' I asked, picking some grass and throwing it into the wind. 
 
 `` Of course, I know exactly who you lost. I've been here the whole time. We ca n't forget about them, though. You may be zen and collected, but they are not. They *were not* anything, other than thieves and madmen until you gave them a cause to join.'' Marge threw her rifle on the ground and sat down next to me. `` When we leave here, the war is over. We won, but freedom can drive men crazy as well.'' 
 
 She lay down, her auburn hair, a dark blanket against the grass. 
 
 I sat back to join her. The night was slowly rolling in while the day came to an end. 
 
 `` So what am I supposed to do now,'' I asked, `` vet everyone boarding the ships? Tell them,'thanks for fighting, but we ca n't trust you on the new planet. You're going to have to stay here and die.' I'm sure that will go over well.'' 
 
 Marge turned her head towards me. `` All I'm saying is that you ca n't assume we're all united now. We're leaving Earth together, but it's more out of necessity than choice. When people have a choice again on this new planet, you ca n't assume we'll stay united.'' 
 
 I sat up and looked over the plains below. The people were readying supplies on the ships. The lamps of the tents slowly flickered on and the makeshift city came to light. Tomorrow we would all be gone and what remained would be blasted into oblivion. 
 
 `` Do you already have a plan?'' I asked. Marge smiled. 
 
 `` Of course,'' she said. `` We're going to make sure our allies are always close. All the ships with them we'll keep together, so when we land, we wo n't have to worry about any instant revolts.'' 
 
 `` Revolts? We wo n't even have a government yet to revolt.'' 
 
 `` But you're still seen as the leader. The great man that led his people to a brave new world. Once you're gone, anyone with a sharp tongue could take over. We're all still human after all.'' 
 
 `` And you know who our allies are?'' I asked. 
 
 `` I have ideas, and that's the best we can do right now. I can work through the night and try and organize everything for the departure tomorrow. But I wo n't if you do not want me to,'' Marge said. She grabbed her rifle and began to collect her bags for the walk back to the camp. 
 
 ``'We are still human after all','' I sighed. `` I'll trust you on this one.'' 
 
 I gathered my bag and gun, taking out my flashlight now that the night had almost taken over. From the camp came three gunshots. Marge turned to me. 
 
 `` Perhaps they decided not to wait until we landed. Remember what I said if anything should go wrong.'' 
 
 We ran towards the camp, 12 hours left before humanity's departure from Earth.
