it feels like hes lived it a hundred times in the past , would live it a hundred times more in the future . the hard ground was covered in weeds . it seems all is clear , and silent . `` and the reason we 're here ? '' once i 'm there , he leans down to kiss me lightly . `` let me manage this task for you . in the sound of water hitting porcelain was a voice without a body , the voice of a memory . he was so dark he absorbed everything around him . 