Endless, ethereal existence dwindle into nothing. Uncreation.
It is a slow and painful process. It is not death, for Uncreation isn't death.
The threads will slowly, painfully unwind--
Feather by feather, thread by thread, skin by skin. They will cease to exist. They will become a nothing far worse than nothing--
That's the price to pay for falling in Love and allowing to be consumed by it.
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