This life
This life was never ours… we were only ever borrowing it
She’s always found the house
She’s always found the house beautiful, but it’s even more so now that she know she’s leaving… there will never be another house like this
opened her eyes in time to see the sunrise…
opened her eyes in time to see the sunrise… the seascape bleeding into confused visions of Station Eleven, its extravagant sunsets
“I don’t even understand your project”
“I don’t even understand your project”
“You don’t have to understand it… it’s mine”