"Does that even make sense? Wouldn't it have been a greater mercy to just kill him?" Alexander couldn't hold his tongue.
"The boy had a special characteristic, an iron will, he never wanted to die, even if he had to suffer for the rest of his days. And so, he lived out his days in the forest, feeding on animals and reading books."
"That's too boring!"
"Not when it's all that you've ever known. His peace was ruined when he spotted a stranger, a girl around his age, his mind was filled with thoughts he could not control for the first time in his sixteen years of life. Confusion, wonder, and curiosity, the stories he read in the books, could he live them out in real life? Were they worth dying for?"
"A romantic way of looking at the world."
