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There was an unexpected joy to the pointless struggleJust as I could feel her, she could feel my
bodyOur body, now; my weakness ceded control to herShe gloried in the freedom of moving
our arms and legs forward, no matter how useless such a motion wasIt was bliss simply
because shecould againEven the pain of the slow death we had begun dimmed in comparison
What do you think is out there?she asked me as we marched on toward the endhat will you
see, after we're dead?
Nothinghe word was empty and hard and surehere's a reason we call it the finaldeath
The souls have no belief in an afterlife?
We have so many livesAnything more would be… too much to expectWe die a little death
every time we leave a hostWe live again in anotherWhen I die here, that will be the end
There was a long pause while our feet moved more and more slowly
What about you?I finally askedo you still believe in something more, even after all of this?
My thoughts raked over her memories of the end of the human world
It seems like there are some things thatcan'tdie
In our mind, their faces were close and clearThe love we felt for Jared and Jamiedid feel very
permanentIn that moment, I wondered if death was strong enough to dissolve something so
vital andsharpPerhaps this love would live on with her, in some fairytale place with pearly
gates
Would it be a relief to be free of it? I wasn't sureIt felt like it was part of who I was