Idealism was a folly for the young. She no longer felt like she was of an age to imagine a world without the violence and depravity that had been her existence. Maybe the rest of the world would look at her without knowing what she'd endured to proclaim her still young, but she knew better. Age was just a number. In the long run, it meant nothing. There were people in their nineties still agile and naïve while children not even in their teens had seen the worst of their society and grown hard within themselves to survive.