Palmer once discussed these things with Bologue, and in the end, they both agreed that there was no need to discuss such matters.
Ewen dedicated his stories to everyone, but he uniquely hid away the most beautiful part, the sixteen hours that changed his life.
This was a secret belonging solely to Ewen, like the greedy monster in a story guarding his gold in the muddy swamp.
Others' wanton speculations only brought a kind of voyeuristic disgust, and Bologue refused to desecrate Ewen's sanctity, even if that sanctity involved the Devil, even if no one but the Devil would remember those sixteen hours.
It's nothing.
Just knowing it was a beautiful time is enough.
Faint singing came from the living room, and the song was singing.
"Child, you must endure all this."
Palmer knocked on the door, then pushed it fully open, and the song became clear.
