“For the moment, I am well. All is well. It’s that time, the end of a day. If they leave, it will be the start of something else, of what I don’t know, of a night probably. All is well. But if they go, I don’t know what I’ll become. I’m scared to wait again for the next day, scared to cross on my own this mournful headland that separates each day from the next”
— Dec 15, 2025 08:58PM
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