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January 19 - January 24, 2025
“You are everything that makes me good,” he said. “And I am everything that makes you terrible.”
“It is curious that death would choose life as a bride,” Hippolyta said. “It is like the sun falling in love with the moon.” “One cannot exist without the other,”
“But does the promise of seeing anyone again ever ease grief?”
Mourning was not just about the person. It was about the world one created around them, and when they ceased to exist, so did that world.
“Because it’s not the same,” she’d said, and at the time, he hadn’t understood, but suddenly he did. It didn’t matter that he could see her here—in another life. It was the simple fact that she had died out there.
Because this…finding out like this, hurts worse than any of those things would have.”
“I will love you through this,” he whispered. “I will love you beyond this.”

