I heard the other whispering quietly behind me.<span style="font-style: italic">How long has it been?</span>I shuddered as I searched for the answer.<span style="font-style: italic"> How long has it been since I have seen the moon?</span>Ten years. Ten years of broken bones and snapping cartilage. I remember the last time they broke them. About a month ago they had taken me away to the same white room as the first operation. They had put in shunts this time, applied something so my bones would never grow back together. It had hurt like hell. I felt the cold chill me to the bone and smiled. I could feel something besides pain at last! I twirled in a circle, laughing blissfully. I stopped and turned to see RÃ¦ven emerge from the bushes with a limp rabbit. I blinked. Real food? Not the horrible rotten fruit and almost toxic substances from the circus but real food! I felt my face light up as I walked back to the others. "How long before..." I trailed off and blushed before adding quietly, "Before we can cook that?"