“Someday, the whole world will end,” she told him. “On that day, you’ll streak across the sky like a comet, and everyone will look at you and despair.” She reached up to close her hand around Wormwood’s wrist, pulling his hand from her face. “But creation wasn’t made just to despair, Wormwood. There’s an awful lot that’s still going to happen between now and that last, dreadful moment. There are small lives being lived, and small triumphs being had, and small people enjoying their favourite red velvet cupcakes. And all of those small things still have meaning, even if they someday have to
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