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“When will we have given enough? When will we have lost enough? There’s no one out there, keeping track of how much pain we’re dealt…how much we’re asked to bear…and that’s the most terrifying thing, Silver. ’Cause if there’s no one keeping track... …then there’s no one out there to make it stop.”
Eterno riposo, concedere a loro, o Signore, e lasciare che perpetua risplenda ad essi la luce. Maggio le anime dei fedeli defunti attraverso il ricordo di Dio, riposa in pace, Amen.
“Careful, Argento. Everything I love turns to ashes. Everything I touch falls to pieces in the end.”