Pain Without a Verdict
He is now their song, their byword. People he once outranked spit and flee. Social collapse rides on the back of the sores. The community that should have been a brace becomes another weather system. Meaningless pain does not stay private. It recruits an audience.
Key Insight
Suffering is rarely a single wound. Isolation and mockery are not interpretations of the first loss. They are further losses, and they still do not explain it.
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