Despite the horror, we survivors were endowed with a will to survive. Or instinct. Or maybe it was faith.
You have to remember that there are reasons to live, and that at least a few people are decent, and that the world is worthwhile some of the time, okay?__ raise my face to his, wanting another kiss, but he stops me.__ou will remember?__he balloon bumps downward again. His eyes are still closed.__hy don__ you open your eyes?__e opens one and squints at me for a second. ____ terrified of heights,_ he says.
Masque of the Red Death
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You have to remember that there are reasons to live, and that at least a few people are decent, and that the world is worthwhile some of the time, okay?__ raise my face to his, wanting another kiss, but he stops me.__ou will remember?__he balloon bumps downward again. His eyes are still closed.__hy don__ you open your eyes?__e opens one and squints at me for a second. ____ terrified of heights,_ he says.
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