Brokenhearted
I now understand what the humans mean when they talk of a broken heart. It has nothing to do with the physical function of that organ, but with the way it makes them feel. In their moments of suffering, the humans feel their isolation and imperfection; they understand best in those dark times that they are trapped in a world where evil hunts them, and the only things that can truly protect them are themselves. In those times, when the…