Erased your name? [ She's unclear on the precise meaning of that. How much of yourself is tied to a name, after all? Is it just a collection of sounds and letters, or is there power in it? ]

Once again, you're not wrong. But I'll take a momentary solace and a drop of wetness over scratching up the dry earth and expecting it to soothe my throat. Even knowing it will end in loss, I wouldn't choose differently. [ Her whole life before Hell was loss. Endless and eternal. She was denied even hanging onto herself. ]