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A Wind Blew, And The Sand Around His Drawing Scattered. He Wrapped His Fingers Inside His Wife's, And Father Time Rekindled A Connection He Had Only Ever Had With Her. He Surrendered To That Sensation And Felt The Final Drops Of Their Lives Touch One Another, Like Water In A Cave, Top Meets Bottom, Heaven Meets Earth. As Their Eyes Closed, A Different Set Of Eyes Opened, And They Rose From The Ground As A Shared South, Up And Up, A Sun And A Moon In A Single Sky.

Suddenly, Details Seemed Extremely Important. Details Were Something To Grab On To, A Way To Insert Myself Into The Story.

She Had A Bottomless Well Of Love For Me.

No, Edward. You Are Here So I Can Teach You Something. All The People You Meet Here Have One Thing To Teach You.

Detachment Doesn’t Mean You Don’t Let The Experience Penetrate You. On The Contrary, You Let It Penetrate You Fully. That’s How You Are Able To Leave It.