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[For example, to actually laugh when someone refers to how it ‘might’ be painful to stub one’s toe quite like that, or to finish not just this page but the whole of this story, in which at least one promise will surely be kept, and perhaps one you may need if you take what may surely (perhaps ought surely) seem a rather small bit of time to consider. A light, so to speak. Of course to speak of things relatively — or relativistically perhaps — since there may be no other way to do still sensibly.]
Nevertheless, he really did at least seem to vanish. And when it happened, most of his father’s energy vanished right along with him. Or “teleported” away if you prefer. At least if you believed what people said about it. It was among the first of the things which finally precipitated his decline, most seemed to think. He never spoke of it publicly afterwards, and rarely ever privately, as one might easily guess, but the disappearance of his son…well, it looked just as anyone might well have expected it to look: It looked like an utterly insufferable blow to the man. It looked as though it would finally be the rock which cleaved the rock. The one which even HE could not bear.
To either get off of or at least get off of him. One couldn’t really tell which between those two.
But bear? Wouldn’t doing that require a person to get out from under something — at least in the case of his being almost (though not quite literally) smothered by it? That much was too clear: As clear as one could see both the crater of it all…
