In my previous world, moths went elsewhere to
die. Now they throw themselves with vehemence over and over against
window panes, showing such heartbreaking passion for any little light
they can see. In the mornings, they lie dead in full view, and I walk
past them like a soldier surveying the wreckage of previous night's
violence. And I wonder if I was spared because my unwinged, two-legged
quest for light is far less threatening than their wholehearted
thrashing against the glasses of the world.
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