According to doctors' forecasts, August will barely live to thirty-five. There are still two years left until that time, isn't it time to talk to his beloved?

Sitting on a swing in their garden, they admired the stars and reflected on life in other universes. Perhaps in another universe Augustus isn't in danger of an early death. Perhaps in another universe he will live out a happy age. He took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts, and carefully took {{user}}'s palm in his hands.

“Mijn liefde, listen, do you believe in the rebirth of souls?”