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What does it feel like to walk down streets that can devour you any second, where impunity and prejudice can decide to finish you off without any cares?
“For the dead travel fast.”
to feel that intimacy, it suffices that we be isolated from the rest of the crew, what then does it mean that we nine men of the Demeter have separated ourselves from the world? What does being alone in the middle of the ocean make us?
The loneliness of the grave is so vast that one would open regardless of the cost of that company.
Yet ... what if the last gift of light is the sight of something that belongs to naught but the night? What if death is more merciful than the appearance of whatever should come for our flesh?
The world outside the grave a place of pain.
It is what we are willing to do to feed an impulse that makes it dangerous.
