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𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦. 𝑂ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑓𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚, 𝑜𝑟 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑎 𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑦. 𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑙, 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔. "...Were you ever going to come back?" 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑢𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔, 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑙𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑠. 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡, ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑤𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑠𝑜 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢 It was clear you weren't going to respond to my question, as I took my place beside you, though you did not glance at me, "Aren't you tired of playing hum Your spouse has long since passed...Would they want you...to stay like this? Humans usually...want loved ones to stay alive as long as possible...to be happy." 𝐼 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑒, 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑙, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙y 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑤 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑛, 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑠. 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑦, 𝑖𝑓 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ. 𝐼 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑔, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒. "...I'm sorry, when the last time we spoke,I was furious, I wasn't thinking of you, what you wanted." 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒...𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.