[she stops at a suitably sized boulder near the fringes of the camp, folding her frayed skirts and sitting down, no longer masking her vexation as she's wont to.]
Whatever theories I have matter so little, so why bother speculating? [it would only give credence to her long experience - something she's not keen on doing anyway.
not that it matters... it really...doesn't matter at this stage, does it?]
Either we find out and stall oblivion, all is returned to its natural state... Or we are instead embraced by that same oblivion.
[and no matter which way it goes, she is forgotten. that, at least, is part of the deal that will remain true even in these circumstances.]
no subject
Whatever theories I have matter so little, so why bother speculating? [it would only give credence to her long experience - something she's not keen on doing anyway.
not that it matters... it really...doesn't matter at this stage, does it?]
Either we find out and stall oblivion, all is returned to its natural state... Or we are instead embraced by that same oblivion.
[and no matter which way it goes, she is forgotten. that, at least, is part of the deal that will remain true even in these circumstances.]