"I know peace is possible. I just... can't remember ever seeing it," Glimmer says quietly.

"Before I was born, I know there wasn't a war. I just want things to be peaceful for my people again. I want things to be peaceful for me and my friends. Sometimes that just seems really far away. Maybe we can't ever reach it? I have to try, though." She uses the butt-end of her staff to scratch at the dirt, moving it in idle circles through the dust. The clothes she wears aren't hers, exactly. They've been given to her--new-made or handed down to her. They still need some alteration and the sleeves on her shirt are rolled up to make sure they don't fall over her hands.

"Even if it's far-fetched, I have to try."