“As she was finishing her song, the notes dipped down low—they carried a sadness that was more than a sadness at the death of men; rather it was a sadness at the lives of men, and of women.
It reminded those who heard the rising, dipping notes of notes of hopes that had been born, and, yet, died; of promise, and the failure of promise. Gus began to cry.”
— Aug 02, 2026 10:19PM
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