Death and the end of one's life are two very different things indeed.
Words are like leaves,. . .like people really, fond of their own society.
That's the thing about destiny: It can't be predicted, and it's usually pretty odd.
Yes, and imagine a world where there were no hypothetical situations.
Fiction wouldn't be much fun without its fair share of scoundrels, and they have to live somewhere.
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