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“We crawl through the trials of the mortal coil, bleeding, breaking, burning beneath a sky that never answers. Yet my deepest regret is this: the human condition is too fragile to endure the weight of its own sorrow. We are vessels of bone and breath, undone by the faintest whisper of time, the smallest fracture in flesh or spirit. The body falters, the mind frays, the soul itself unravels. In the end, our greatest tragedy is not death, but how little it takes to bring us to it. Even the strongest among us are but glass masquerading as stone, waiting for the inevitable shatter.”
― D.Z. Thorne