Desolate, bright spirits
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indent It was a curious question. His companion, who may have been around his age, spoke like a child. Investigating the world as though it was still something new and bright and wonderful—Ahren had lost his ability to do so. His cynicism and indifference had threatened to consume him whole. “No,” he said. “I’m a rogue existentialist wandering in death’s other kingdom.”





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