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“I know you like to think you’re jolting about helpless in a runaway cart, carried off to who-knows-where with no say in the matter, but if you look down, you might see you’re holding the reins.”
That was what it came to. You might die, but you might get soup.
Never use more words when fewer will do the trick.
“Besieged by the bastards. The hurts and the regrets. The friends and the enemies and those who were a bit o’ both. Too long a lifetime of ’em. You can’t choose what you remember. But you can choose what you do about it. Time comes… you got to let it all go.”
Life just falls on you, like rain.
