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Gia
Giaconda Áte is not a fan of space.
She admittedly doesn’t get out much back home, but after two weeks either in a transport or on Maribi Station, she’s realizing how nice it is to know that she can. To know that she could go hiking in the desert plateaus around Bulari, or even hop on a train and head out into the hinterlands around the capital, visit some podunk town or other whose name she’s only seen stamped on shipping crates and freight trains. Get wild and drive out to the family farm, see if anyone from the old commune is still alive and kicking around.
Here, it’s like living in a coal mine, all tunnels and cables and tight spaces and too many sallow people. She’s never realized how necessary it is to have a horizon — combine that with the knowledge that if you walk too fa
