"He was familiar with that hollow feeling. He remembered it from the nights after they had buried his mother, when he stuffed the bed covers areound his stomach and close to his heart, hugging the blankets into the empty space of loss, regret for things which could not be changed."
"It took only one person to tear away the delicate strands of the web, spilling the rays of sun into the sand, and the fragile world would be injured."
"He was lost somewhere, deep beneath the surface of his own body and consciousness, swimming away from all his life before that hour."
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