Nephry Osborne (
silversnowfall) wrote2012-05-04 01:51 am
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[It was almost a relief, to hear about so many people going home recently, even as more were due to arrive.
It was too sad to mention, knowing that one of those people was Professor Nebilim. That she wasn't really returning to anything. Just to the completion of a sad tale of a boy who thought he should be able to do everything.
And now Nephry is lonely. She has been, off and on, for a while; she feels it especially strongly today. At first she tried cleaning the kitchen but now she's sitting there, chin against her hands, staring at the table. With almost half of the house away or out of commission...things are quiet.
In the silence, she turns to her journal for a while.]
What do you believe happens...when you die?
It was too sad to mention, knowing that one of those people was Professor Nebilim. That she wasn't really returning to anything. Just to the completion of a sad tale of a boy who thought he should be able to do everything.
And now Nephry is lonely. She has been, off and on, for a while; she feels it especially strongly today. At first she tried cleaning the kitchen but now she's sitting there, chin against her hands, staring at the table. With almost half of the house away or out of commission...things are quiet.
In the silence, she turns to her journal for a while.]
What do you believe happens...when you die?
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I did as a child. I kept on thinking maybe someday they'd return from their journey, then as I grew older I understood better that it is not a journey a person can return from. I will merely follow someday myself.
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Calling it a journey makes it sound softer.
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Just because it is softer doesn't make it less true. A journey is merely a trip from one place to another, is it not?
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Having been through it myself, I do not feel it is truly death, because the person returns and it is far more like painfully falling into a dreamless sleep for a week. In a way, it seems more like returning home is this world's form of death even if most will return to a good life and some may come back someday with or without memories of their last stay.
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This place, however, makes life and death hold less meaning. It is hard to mourn a death here knowing that the person will come back. And yet we are supposed to feel happy that someone went home when they may be returning to a world that is horrible or to their own death that they will not return from.
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