Liberation tried to commit suicide when he was seventeen. Things got even worse before they got better. He was married to Terror for nearly ten years. One day, when he was wandering famished and half-crazy in the mountains, he bumped into Ecstasy. Ecstasy wept to be reunited with his old friend and taught Liberation a simple prayer. After that Liberation was free to leave Terror.
~from The Book of Qualities by J. Ruth Gendler
Is it terror that stands between us and our liberation, or is it boredom? Are they two sides of the same mask?
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