You have to start out learning to believe the little lies.
“So we can believe the big ones?”
Yes. Justice. Mercy. Duty. That sort of thing.
“They’re not the same at all!”
a rabbit gives up somewhere and a dozen hawks descend; every moment leads toward its own sad end
...There was pain, sunny days, and rain.; I knew you’d feel the same things…
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map