[They don't sound bothered. They don't sound interested at all.
It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts.
Whatever they are now - the empty vessel, the lantern waiting for the bead of light to enter its cylindrical container, the porchlight lingering as it waits for someone to come Home. The person who really lives there, perhaps.]
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[They don't sound bothered. They don't sound interested at all.
It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts.
Whatever they are now - the empty vessel, the lantern waiting for the bead of light to enter its cylindrical container, the porchlight lingering as it waits for someone to come Home. The person who really lives there, perhaps.]