A review by svetloba
It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over by Anne de Marcken

challenging dark emotional mysterious sad medium-paced

3.75

We hold things in our bodies. The earth holds things in its body. In clay. In ice. The real. The unreal. Time. Each other. All the chances we had. 

If they cut me into little parts and bury me in separate holes, will that be that? Will I still think of you? Will my loss be multiplied or divided?