“A dirge for her the doubly deadin that she died so young.”
“Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle. She died young.”
“Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.”
“Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out.”
“Everyone knows that part of the spirit descends to the afterworld, while part of it remains with the family, but we have a special belief about the spirit of a young woman who has died before her marriage that goes contrary to this. She comes back to prey upon other unmarried girls--not to scare them but to take them to the afterworld with her so she might have company.”
“And she's alive, so alive that even the sun wants a piece of her, and that's what hurts most of all. That someone so alive could possibly be dying. And worse, that as she dies, we all seem to be dying too, somehow, especially Mum.”