I'm.... sorry. [ She says at last the dust settles. Now only a pile of rubble remains, sprinkled with the petals of the flowers atop.
She understands--somewhat, and the visual metaphor helps, that the amount of prayers were too much for him. ] You... took on too much, and you didn't have anyone to help. [ Or was it that he was giving too much? Maybe a combination of both. ]
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I'm.... sorry. [ She says at last the dust settles. Now only a pile of rubble remains, sprinkled with the petals of the flowers atop.
She understands--somewhat, and the visual metaphor helps, that the amount of prayers were too much for him. ] You... took on too much, and you didn't have anyone to help. [ Or was it that he was giving too much? Maybe a combination of both. ]