[The nail vanishes violently in the middle of the tiny solar system, and all of a sudden She kind of wants to darken the whole thing. Unmake it and quiet the noise and the light and the tiny violence he makes, as if every star isn't a thousand lives and a thousand deaths. As if it's a toy to play with.
She frowns.]
That's suicidal. You don't know what would happen or where you'd go.
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She frowns.]
That's suicidal. You don't know what would happen or where you'd go.