Linden just wants to protect her, is what I want to say. She's all he has. I left him. I'm at arms reach, but I've left him.

And if I have to die trying, I will get out of here.

Cure" is one of the most precious words in the English language. It's a short word. A clean and simple word. But it isn't so easy a thing as it sounds. There are questions like: How will this affect us in ten years? In twenty? What will it do to our children? Our children's children?

We can change so many times in our lives. We're born into a family, and it's the only life we can imagine, but it changes. Buildings collapse. Fires burn. And the next second we're someplace else entirely, going through different motions and trying to keep up with this new person we've become.

We figure out what death means when we're born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial about it.

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

Even the human race can't claim to be natural anymore. We are fake, dying things. How fitting that I would end up in this sham of a marriage.