death

death

I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S."Go," she says. "He waits for you."In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.

I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S."Go," she says. "He waits for you."In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival.

He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We are born in one day. We die in one day. We can change in one day. And we can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in just one day.

We are born in one day. We die in one day. We can change in one day. And we can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in just one day.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

O, hereWill I set up my everlasting rest,And shake the yoke of inauspicious starsFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O youThe doors of breath, seal with a righteous kissA dateless bargain to engrossing death!

O, hereWill I set up my everlasting rest,And shake the yoke of inauspicious starsFrom this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O youThe doors of breath, seal with a righteous kissA dateless bargain to engrossing death!

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Those we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch.

Those we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

...Despite the mayhem that followed, Bruno found that he was still holding Shmuel's hand in his own and nothing in the world would have persuaded him to let go.

...Despite the mayhem that followed, Bruno found that he was still holding Shmuel's hand in his own and nothing in the world would have persuaded him to let go.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Before I go," he said, and paused -- "I may kiss her?"It was remembered afterwards that when he bent down and touched her face with his lips, he murmured some words. The child, who was nearest to him, told them afterwards, and told her grandchildren when she was a handsome old lady, that she heard him say, "A life you love.

Before I go," he said, and paused -- "I may kiss her?"It was remembered afterwards that when he bent down and touched her face with his lips, he murmured some words. The child, who was nearest to him, told them afterwards, and told her grandchildren when she was a handsome old lady, that she heard him say, "A life you love.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Our love was a two-person game. At least until one of us died, and the other became a murderer.

Our love was a two-person game. At least until one of us died, and the other became a murderer.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The language of love letters is the same as suicide notes.

The language of love letters is the same as suicide notes.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Do people look the same when they go to heaven, mommy?""I don't know. I don't think so.""Then how do people recognize each other?""I don't know, sweetie. They just feel it. You don't need your eyes to love, right?

Do people look the same when they go to heaven, mommy?""I don't know. I don't think so.""Then how do people recognize each other?""I don't know, sweetie. They just feel it. You don't need your eyes to love, right?

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?

How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?

Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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