They forged ideals, forged lives, willingly dedicating their only youth to that parcel of land, fully aware that the future would be fraught with difficulties, yet they still chose to believe that it would be better.
A rather unrealistic faith.
Yet, time and again, it prompted them to grit their teeth and persevere, to endure through the grueling training.
Having witnessed it for a while, Flossie Wright suddenly began to believe that if a person possessed an obsession for living, then they would inevitably do many things that defied common sense.
She had never explored her own limits, always stopping at what she thought she was capable of, falling down when tired, and climbing back up after adequate rest, never considering that she might be capable of more if she kept going even when exhausted.
For the moment, she hadn't found her faith.
But everything about that place interested her greatly.
Naturally...
She wanted to stay on.
