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I'm going to need some time to process this one

“Now the dead can rest at peace at last….And if there should ever be life again, it would grow out of their decomposed bodies and not out of the stone things that were condemned forever to lifelessness. I pitied them, the dead and the stone people. Pity was the only form of love for human beings that remained to me.”

I am struggling with this. It's a combination of bad translation and my own research while writing a novel where most all animals in the world have died, leaving only insects, arachnids, & eleven women (actually 12 women, but only 11 speak). She never makes cheese or yogurt or any sort of fermented food? She salts meat but doesn't worry about running out of salt? The work of dressing a deer or gathering cut hay?