And it seems, I feel it so solidly in the marrow of my bones, that more should, must be said. The crash of events, the passing of days, has been so great, and yet... it exists, mostly recorded. And I wonder...
And then suddenly I know, that it is not a novel but life, and so loose ends must be left to fray. The sword was a neat trick for the Gordian knot, but it doesn't work backwards... So beware simple solutions. To rend you need strength but to bind you need wisdom. And never, it sometimes seems, the twain shall meet.
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