Stephen watched the packets of lives with their memories and loves go spinning and vomiting into the ground. Death had no meaning, but still the numbers of them went on and on and in that new infinity there was still horror.
In "Birdsong" by Sebastian Faulks, the character Stephen observes the chaotic aftermath of death, witnessing the remnants of lives filled with memories and emotions cascading to the ground. This striking imagery captures the overwhelming nature of loss and the physical manifestation of death, portraying it as both a brutal reality and a relentless cycle.
Despite the indifferent nature of death, the sheer volume of lives lost leaves a lasting impression of horror. The narrative emphasizes that while death may lack intrinsic meaning, the haunting presence of those who have passed continues to resonate, highlighting a profound sense of grief and the persistent impact of mortality on the living.
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