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Life is not easy.
Louise assures me that it never is. That life is as life does and if we try to rise above that, we'll either fall or die. Sometimes she's very depressing, but she says it's 'realistic'. And that we can make life in to a beautiful thing. That doesn't mean it will be easy.
All the rest of them...they wail and moan and I hear it and I try to make heads or tails of the things they say. It seems to make less sense now. Like...perhaps something happened to me. When Amaris did what she did. And I'm more normal now. I think I sound more normal. And I still hear Louise of course. But the rest of them...they're like...shadows. Mists. I don't see them all the time like I used to. And I can't hear. Louise went a way for a little while the other day and I wasn't deafened by the voices of the dead without my filter, like I used to be. Maybe I'm not special anymore.
Or maybe I just don't care to see or hear them.
Louise assures me that it never is. That life is as life does and if we try to rise above that, we'll either fall or die. Sometimes she's very depressing, but she says it's 'realistic'. And that we can make life in to a beautiful thing. That doesn't mean it will be easy.
All the rest of them...they wail and moan and I hear it and I try to make heads or tails of the things they say. It seems to make less sense now. Like...perhaps something happened to me. When Amaris did what she did. And I'm more normal now. I think I sound more normal. And I still hear Louise of course. But the rest of them...they're like...shadows. Mists. I don't see them all the time like I used to. And I can't hear. Louise went a way for a little while the other day and I wasn't deafened by the voices of the dead without my filter, like I used to be. Maybe I'm not special anymore.
Or maybe I just don't care to see or hear them.