And the rest, all the rest. All the days and lights and winds and years that would have been, and that would… — Ursula K. Le Guin
And the rest, all the rest. All the days and lights and winds and years that would have been, and that would not be, that should be and were not, because he was dead. Shot dead on the road, in the wind, at twenty-one. His mountains unclimbed, never to be climbed.
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