[Sandalphon is still. Several beats pass and the tension in his fingers loosen, releasing the iron grip on his fringe. He doesn't raise his head. Ion's awake and reaching for him, but he finds himself trapped in his crowded thoughts and emotions.
Ah . . . Is that how mortals experience death? Is it truly so unfulfilling to fulfill one's purpose to the bitter end? Then why does it hurt so much to not have a purpose?
What did Ion do that was so wrong, to face such a miserable demise?]
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Ah . . . Is that how mortals experience death? Is it truly so unfulfilling to fulfill one's purpose to the bitter end? Then why does it hurt so much to not have a purpose?
What did Ion do that was so wrong, to face such a miserable demise?]