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THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOVED
______THE THINGS THAT I'VE LOST




THE THINGS I'VE HELD SACRED
______________THAT I'VE DROPPED


_____ Being absolutely free meant that there was nothing to lose. Ahren could have preached his existentialism till he fell down dead from exhaustion but he doubted it would matter. If Laruku understood then he would. If he was still chained to things that no longer mattered then he had resigned himself to fate. The scarred man looked as if he was caught in that terrible squirrel-cage of self doubt, and Ahren heard him like a ghost from a dream.
_____ He didn’t think, he just moved. He grabbed Laruku’s hand, eyes burning into his skull. “It means nothing matters. What happened there,” he gestured wildly towards the mountain behind them. “, it’s all gone. It burnt up and we’ve got nothing left.” Even now, in the starlight, it was clear his right eye was going bad. It was going bad faster then he wanted to admit. “Don’t you get it? You’ve got nothing left to lose.”



I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget




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