/lit/ - Literature

75 years ago today she filled her pockets with stones and jumped into a river

"Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don't think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can't fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can't even write this properly. I can't read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that—everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can't go on spoiling your life any longer. I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been. V."

"I see a plane" said Pavel "And I see CIA, standing with his hands on his belt"

"I see men," said CIA "Bags over their heads, quivering in the wind. From where does this power emanate"

"Nothing, I see nothing", Said Bane "These people prod at me. Time will soon be at hand. I hear the propellers of the plane whirring, I feel them slice at the base of time. All these blind hours collapsing into nothing, I still see nothing"

"I see this gun" said CIA "And it fires into the open air, O how I would travel with that bullet, out from this male form."

"For you" said Bane "What did he say? What did I say. I can see at last, the white cabin, the seats, stagnant in this great ark."