Rae

“An Zhe held out his hand, and a hexagonal snowflake landed on his finger. The beautiful shape gradually lost its form amidst his skin's warmth and drew in upon itself to form a crystalline droplet of water.
"I've known you all for only three months," he said. "But this is my whole lifetime."
The wind grew louder, and thousands of snowflakes blew into the corridor like willow catkins carried aloft by the spring wind. An Zhe looked up. He thought that everything from the forgotten past was unfolding before his eyes and dispersing into twinkling fragments.
The tempestuous storm subsided, the waves and undercurrents simultaneously ceasing to flow. He couldn't describe it as sad, nor was it anywhere close to being happy. He only felt that the snow was beautiful.
The joys and sorrows throughout his life,the meetings and partings, were just like the births and deaths of all the tangible things in this world. They were all ephemeral snowflakes.
"Are you cold?"
"Not anymore."
He memorized the shape of that snowflake, and in that second he obtained eternity.”
― Shisi, Little Mushroom: Revelations

“I was here but now I'm gone
I left my name to carry on
Those who liked me
Liked me well
Those who didn't can go to hell'"
-The bathroom wall”
― E.M. Crane, Skin Deep