There's nothing beautiful about death - just a rawness in the destruction it causes.
[she contemplates that silently for a moment]
You won't believe what I say to you now, picture it more as a dream if that helps, but I've stood at the edge of the end of everything. The end of time, the end of space, the end of life, the end of existence itself. ... There could never be words to describe that, the sheer power of loss... the lack of the existence of being...
[she rubs her eyes as she tries to explain the unexplainable to him, then gives up.]
Sorry, I know that doesn't make any sense, I don't mean to ramble.
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[she contemplates that silently for a moment]
You won't believe what I say to you now, picture it more as a dream if that helps, but I've stood at the edge of the end of everything. The end of time, the end of space, the end of life, the end of existence itself. ... There could never be words to describe that, the sheer power of loss... the lack of the existence of being...
[she rubs her eyes as she tries to explain the unexplainable to him, then gives up.]
Sorry, I know that doesn't make any sense, I don't mean to ramble.