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Alex knows he is at the lake house before he even opens his eyes. Before he registers that he must be dead. He remembers enough to be sure of that. There is no alternative explanation.
He is dead.
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The confessions that should have been made between Basil Brown and Edith Pretty near the end of The Dig.
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What I recall equals all I feel, and I remember all the words.
Immortality is contagious, in a way. -
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She's faring quite well for someone with her own tombstone and annual memorial fund.
But the least they could have done was let her pick her fucking name.
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please speak well of me by kuruk for transversely
Fandoms: 言の葉の庭 | Kotonoha no Niwa | Garden of Words (2013)
17 Dec 2014
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There she was, back where she had started, without being any poorer for it. On the plane she had no way of knowing her good fortune yet, but when she finally gave up on reading and abandoned her book to look out the window, into the stillness of the blue sky above the clouds, she felt an unexpected surety suffuse her body like the warmth of the sun: there were gains too, amidst the losses.
Earlier that year she would have looked back on that way of thinking and called it naive. Now, surrounded by reminders of who she had been and still was, even, she was more inclined to call it optimistic, or at the very least say ‘naive’ with less derision, thinking with newfound tenderness not of herself at that age but of Akizuki’s filleting gaze, his demands that she treat him with the same derision, for believing and for striving and for trusting her with his dreams. He deserved better than that, was what she had wanted—no, what she had needed to tell him before she left. That which could not go unsaid, the immutable truth underlying it all. It was what she owed him. It was what she owed herself.
Yukino Yukari, returning home.