Without knowing, you and I are running blindly...
'Youll forever be by my side, right?'
'Forever. But for a person who looks down upon death, you sure enjoy greeting her from time to time.'
'You,' he mumbled, 'will be the death of me.'
Humans are defined by their mistakes.
Czy ktoś, kto nigdy nie żył, może umrzeć...?
Cicho. Cicho. Ci-cho.