[You know what's really bad about having a purpose to keep you going in a horrific wasteland? When you actually fulfil what you set yourself out to do. What do you do afterwards?
Try to get on as best you can, it turns out. The Once-ler toyed with the idea of heading out to the dead zone, living the rest of his time in Paradisa in safety. But the years have changed him somewhat, what would have been a very tempting offer has become a second best. Still, it's not as easy now he's got Martel out. Now he hasn't got that single thing to focus on, he has to try and throw his attention wherever he can and hope it can keep his mind off the hell he's living in long enough to pass the day away.
For now, that's working on keycrests. He's sitting in his quiet corner of the caves, working away and generally hoping he'll be left alone. Which of course never happens]
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Try to get on as best you can, it turns out. The Once-ler toyed with the idea of heading out to the dead zone, living the rest of his time in Paradisa in safety. But the years have changed him somewhat, what would have been a very tempting offer has become a second best. Still, it's not as easy now he's got Martel out. Now he hasn't got that single thing to focus on, he has to try and throw his attention wherever he can and hope it can keep his mind off the hell he's living in long enough to pass the day away.
For now, that's working on keycrests. He's sitting in his quiet corner of the caves, working away and generally hoping he'll be left alone. Which of course never happens]