a short continuation.

for the first time, some time after she had begun to fall endlessly, she started to cry.

she wasn't sure why they came, since she had been almost certain she had accepted the domination of indifference and apathy. but the tears did come, slowly in line, jumping out of her wrinkled lines when they felt like it was the right time for letting go.

--suicide of a different sort, part 2.

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