Tales of the Glass Flower - Post a comment
cyrain
Tas, ko mēģināju pateikt bija, ka sāp ne tik daudz tas, ka nenopelnīts, bet tas, ka ir tukšums, kuram redzi tikai vienu aizpildīšanas veidu.... Laikam jau arī tur tā vaina.

To, ka nevajag gaidīt es zinu un šķiet vienmēr esmu zinājusi. Bet tā zināšana beidzas ar tādu, zini, vardarbību pret sevi un emocijām.

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   "This is a place where the dying come in hopes of winning life. We don't get many immortals."
   "I seek a different prize," the Immortal said.
   "Yes?" I prompted.
   "Death," he told me."Life. Death. Life."
   "Two different things," I said. "Opposites. Enemies."
   "No," said the Immortal. "They are the same."