Redhawk Caldera Turning purple at the dance evening

"I wonder, what would life be like, if we knew exactly the day we were going to die?" Dwin asked, wondering, how would that work and whether that knowledge would make her miserable. Or quite the contrary - more motivated to live her life to the fullest. Which - she had to admit - she did not quite know, how to do it correctly. Her big journey had had to be that very thing, but the more she thought about it, the less convinced she felt that it had been something she could list as the most awesome experience of her life. 

"I think... it could be so that people... there would be people, who would despair over it and just freeze. Not know, what to do or not care about the living at all," she suggested. "Or... or... quite the contrary, they would do all kinds of stupid stuff just because they knew there is or is not time to solve it. Or... or even try to cheat death. Or try to find ways of bringing it closer. Say - you do not want to live anymore for whatever reason," the latter subject was foreign to her, because she simply could not understand, why would people ever not want to live. 

"What do you think? What would you do?" she asked for Maia's opinion.