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You know the only real way to respect people whose lives are over? Or those like me, whose lives never even began?” “How?” Bellatine breathed. She wanted to know. She wanted to learn everything. Somehow, she’d dismissed Winifred as ditzy, frivolous, airy. But she was wrong. This was an ancient being. She was a part of the planet itself. Winifred’s eyes lit up. “You prove to them that you aren’t wasting yours.”
Kill the story, and you kill the culture.
What happens when the walls we raise outlive the dangers they were built to keep out? At what point does a fort become a cage?
