i have imagined a thousand lives that i would live when he is gone,
but none of them bore enough happiness
to make his death worth everything the prophecies spoke of.
ah, i thought,
there would be nothing left for me in this world.
i turn to my side and watch him sleep.
my love, i will follow you in death.
(“As for the goddess's answer, I did not care. I would have no need of her. I did not plan to live after he was gone.” - pg 188)
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