suddenly feel fearful apprehensive, naked perishable flesh, a moment w — Ekaterina Sedia, Alchemy Stone

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We suddenly feel fearful and apprehensive, naked in our perishable flesh, and for just a moment we wish we could go back to being stone—crumbling in death rather than rotting, trapped inside an immobile prison of stone rather than reduced to immaterial souls like those that now rattled within our skulls. The moment passes. There is no point in regretting irreversible decisions—one has to live with them, and we try.

Ekaterina Sedia, The Alchemy of Stone

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