Words that linger — borrowed light from pages and souls that once spoke truth.
“I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell;
I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth.
I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
— Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
Some bonds defy every boundary.
They are not defined by name, shape, or story —
only by the recognition that says, I remember you.
— Donna Gracia Bella