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It had always seemed to Renard that the idea of an ending made every inevitable mistake more bearable, in a sort of cheerful nihilistic way, but then they had hardly been the proverbial popular kid in school.

Nonetheless.

They shrugged, returning the smile. "Nobody," they said, and swept their muzzle to indicate the whole expanse of sea and sky. "I don't know about you, but I won't swim that. And I don't expect it to dry up anytime soon. If there is anything past that, I won't be seeing it."

"I can imagine they would be some long stories," Renard offered wryly in exchange. "Are there any you have to tell?"