She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.
Sad truth is. . . we all end up alone on some death bed. Yeah? No way to take anybody else's place and no way we can be lying on the same one.__ was at the edge of the white-wed cloth. My shoes filled with concrete, as did my head, looking at the empty shell of what was once a woman full of wonder.__ny way to make someone feel not so alone?_ she asked. __he only thing anyone can ever do is help someone feel a little less lonely before they get there.___ow does someone do that?_ __emories. Help create memories. Better ones. Ones to replace the old.
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Sad truth is. . . we all end up alone on some death bed. Yeah? No way to take anybody else's place and no way we can be lying on the same one.__ was at the edge of the white-wed cloth. My shoes filled with concrete, as did my head, looking at the empty shell of what was once a woman full of wonder.__ny way to make someone feel not so alone?_ she asked. __he only thing anyone can ever do is help someone feel a little less lonely before they get there.___ow does someone do that?_ __emories. Help create memories. Better ones. Ones to replace the old.
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