Not a thing to possess. Not an absence to become.
Why do people keep living if they can’t have what they want? -18 - Q -Desire-
She desired to not want.
Not for herself. For a sick boy she barely remembered—pale, thin, with hands that shook when he held a pencil. She wanted to give him a reason. A good one. One that wouldn’t taste like ash. Not a thing to possess
Behind them, the sea kept gnashing. The gulls kept screaming. But Elara felt, for the first time in years, that her wanting had a shape she could hold. for the first time in years
The girl tilted her head. “That’s a weird answer.”