Have you heard of the lonely people?
Lonely people are like scarecrows, goblins, and my brother's beloved lamias, sickly and underground creatures. They emerge from dark corners, causing horror and disgust. They try to belong, but they fool no one. No one can stand to look at them for long - they become the abyss that returns our gaze.
And I, the little devoted sister of the Author, reading his swan song, feel a shiver of admiration. He tried to escape the fate of the lonely person in an epic way. If you still believe you are reading a story of hatred, let me testify that beneath the lines, there lies a great, a tremendous story of love.