"Maybe it was always our fault for wanting something greater than our reach." Nancy read out slowly. "We had to be scared, but we were not. That was our fault. We have to be scared. Now we do. We have to be scared of death, even if we would never see it, because one day we will.
Let your ego die down, and become one with the creatures below you. You are not any different from them. Remember. Relate. Exist."
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"I'm scared of things I don't understand," Bradley said slowly, rolling pasta around his fork endlessly.
"Then understand them," Sebastian muttered while chewing.
"How?" Bradley asked.
Sebastian looked up from his plate to look at Bradley. His eyes were as ambitious as ever.
"What do you think, Bev?" Sebastian asked calmly, moving his eyes over to Beverly who was seated beside Bradley.
"I don't think he should be going." Beverly sternly said. "I'm against it." She added. "But, whatever you choose…"
