[Oh, that's more painful than he'd expected. Celehar's heart clenches, and it's that dread - the instinctive fear of please not yet, that leads him to speak.]
But -
how long will it be like this, until the end? I thought it would be...
[Like closing their eyes and falling asleep. One last passage, once acceptance of the end found them.]
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But -
how long will it be like this, until the end? I thought it would be...
[Like closing their eyes and falling asleep. One last passage, once acceptance of the end found them.]