[They will heal. She says it with such confidence, such faith. In the end, it all comes back to time.
In his time here, he's found others who walk paths parallel to his own. Soon those paths will diverge, and he will wander the darkness on his own again. But the others will continue to move forward as life goes on, weathering its waves.
As for him . . . he was propelled to leave the white square, only for its walls to stop him in place before he could take the leap. Will those walls remain standing forevermore? Or . . . ]
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In his time here, he's found others who walk paths parallel to his own. Soon those paths will diverge, and he will wander the darkness on his own again. But the others will continue to move forward as life goes on, weathering its waves.
As for him . . . he was propelled to leave the white square, only for its walls to stop him in place before he could take the leap. Will those walls remain standing forevermore? Or . . . ]
Is it truly okay . . . for me to have them?