"And yet, you must remember... to live is to struggle, and to live and not strive is to live as though dead. I have fought this sickness since the day I was born... I could have laid down and let it consume me, with all its heaviness, as it sapped my bones of their power and poisoned my blood. But I strove against it, and met life face to face. And for a long time, I thought I was victorious... But the struggle does not last forever, and if to live is to struggle, then to die is to be at peace...and after all these years...I am ready for peace... We are prisoners of the past...chained to a destiny not of our choosing. I never chose the sickness which poisons my blood, and yet to it I am bound. But love also binds, and I am honored...that Fate bound us together. May Fate be kind to you...”
That most beautiful and most painful place where the dead live forever in our minds, and we can almost hear and touch them again in the unhealed wounds of our broken hearts.
-From "Nendon : The Keljian War", by J.M.McLoughlin