再分享一段小娃的小說，感覺寫的真poetic。語言真的很神奇

“Can we stick together?” Hisako asked so very convincingly, so convincingly that I wanted to actually stick with her and trust her, to tell that we would both be fine; but that wasn’t the truth. I would’ve been lying if I said that. It wasn’t okay, nothing was and might never be again, it’s like a riddle I’ve heard before. It destroys mountains, kills kings, slaughters dragons, and disintegrates diamonds; time. Time changes so much, it could just be a matter of seconds and your life could completely turn upside down, and yet this same thing that had betrayed me so many times would now be the thing I needed more of. I needed time to think of what to do, to think about my next step in this maze of one thousand pathways, yet, it was as if a lion was chasing me, stealing away this precious resource. One path ends in death, the others lead in tragedy, however, through the shrouds of murder and betrayal, there was a path that was better than the rest: an escape.