The trilling warble of the ice, breaking, moving, scraping against itself. It is the crack and complaint of structure giving way, of bonds twisting and sheering. Solid is an illusion in a universe that drifts and flows.
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He's pressuring your mother to live a life stripped of small joys over pennies. What wonderful thing is he going to use the money for in the future that will make all the daily petty misery he causes worth it? Odds are, nothing.