[ kaveh laughs. the sound carves through alhaitham. it hollows him.
if asked, alhaitham would pose this response: why would he? for it is something kaveh has decided to do for himself. in no universe would alhaitham ever stand in the way of what kaveh wants to do; in no way would alhaitham want to, even if the action results in kaveh's demise. kaveh, who has never allowed himself to want without guilt. alhaitham, who has never allowed himself to need beyond reason. they stand on opposing sides of a long path, but the bridge between them has always been this: their joined hands, the warmth of palm against palm, finger against finger. kaveh's hands are warm in the dream. it is how alhaitham knows that this is not the right dream.
each kaveh is his kaveh. this is not, ultimately, his kaveh. but in no universe could alhaitham look at kaveh and think - he can be left alone. ]
Even this dream is reality, for only reality can house dreams. [ is what alhaitham says. ] If the tools were to be placed in your hands, would you not build your own dream? One where the foundation is seamless; one where the creation is yours. Is that not so?
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if asked, alhaitham would pose this response: why would he? for it is something kaveh has decided to do for himself. in no universe would alhaitham ever stand in the way of what kaveh wants to do; in no way would alhaitham want to, even if the action results in kaveh's demise. kaveh, who has never allowed himself to want without guilt. alhaitham, who has never allowed himself to need beyond reason. they stand on opposing sides of a long path, but the bridge between them has always been this: their joined hands, the warmth of palm against palm, finger against finger. kaveh's hands are warm in the dream. it is how alhaitham knows that this is not the right dream.
each kaveh is his kaveh. this is not, ultimately, his kaveh. but in no universe could alhaitham look at kaveh and think - he can be left alone. ]
Even this dream is reality, for only reality can house dreams. [ is what alhaitham says. ] If the tools were to be placed in your hands, would you not build your own dream? One where the foundation is seamless; one where the creation is yours. Is that not so?