I never wanted to live forever," she says. "I just wanted enough time.

We destroy things with our curiosity. We shatter with our best intentions

In the distance I see a lighthouse. The light washes over us and continues on its rotation. This time, I don't know where the light will guide us.

Every star has been set in the sky. We mistakenly think they were put there for us.

I was born into a world that was already dying; I belong to it.

We were his disposable things. Brought to him like cattle. Stripped of what made us sisters or daughters or children. There was nothing that he could take from us—our genes, our bones, our wombs—that would ever satisfy him. There was no other way that we would be free.

Perhaps... you love too fiercely.