[ An easy enough answer, but he decides to elaborate. ]
For every happy face, there is one that was in pain. For all these memories that people share of joy, there is someone that was living in fear and agony. [ He lifts his hand up toward the painting in front of them, using it to cover up the face of one of the painted individuals. ] There is someone that goes unremembered.
The vastness of space and the emptiness that it embodies within that sea... is it not like how those who are forgotten must feel when there is no one to paint their portrait or love them as dearly as these people were?
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[ An easy enough answer, but he decides to elaborate. ]
For every happy face, there is one that was in pain. For all these memories that people share of joy, there is someone that was living in fear and agony. [ He lifts his hand up toward the painting in front of them, using it to cover up the face of one of the painted individuals. ] There is someone that goes unremembered.
The vastness of space and the emptiness that it embodies within that sea... is it not like how those who are forgotten must feel when there is no one to paint their portrait or love them as dearly as these people were?