Shes going to die and she has no idea how to handle it. People will grasp at anything near the end.
It doesn't mean anything, its just posturing. Her faith is a paper shield, an ineffective barrier to conceal the truth from herself.
Loved ones will find it equally ineffective for numbing the pain when shes gone but they'll keep up appearances.
They'll cling to her memory, then the memory of the memory and then nothing.
Her words will fade, as will mine, as will yours.
Theres no story here, this happens everyday.
It doesn't mean anything, its just posturing. Her faith is a paper shield, an ineffective barrier to conceal the truth from herself.
Loved ones will find it equally ineffective for numbing the pain when shes gone but they'll keep up appearances.
They'll cling to her memory, then the memory of the memory and then nothing.
Her words will fade, as will mine, as will yours.
Theres no story here, this happens everyday.
"That is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange aeons even death may die."
- Abdul Alhazred.
- Abdul Alhazred.
