The fear of dying in a dream is a common sentiment, but so is the idea of an eternal sleep.
[ That's what death is, but it's not what he's referring to here; they both know that. ]
Snow White bit the poison apple, Sleeping Beauty touched her spindle, but neither died... They were put into a deep sleep. They dreamed a long dream. People transformed that into stories, but why is it so scary? If it were a nightmare I would understand...
[ But he's made his way onto the sofa by now if he wasn't before, pulling a blanket onto the edge, hugging a pillow to his chest and pressing his head down against the cushion as he observes the marks on the ceiling, ]
... But what if it's not a nightmare? What if it's not wandering through a manor with the sickening feeling that you can never go back? There's plenty of stories like that too... There's beings in which promise you "the refuge of dreams." Endless stairs, endless happiness, a sleep that just goes on and on until you die...
[ Dazai clutches the pillow a little closer, eyelids closing halfway, a frown appearing, ]
... Why is that horrific? Humans fear death, but as far as ways to die... Wouldn't you say that dying for a happy dream would be a benevolent way to die?
[ A grimace, the faintest hint of bitterness followed by a smile, ]
After all, life is just one long dream, isn't it...?
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[ That's what death is, but it's not what he's referring to here; they both know that. ]
Snow White bit the poison apple, Sleeping Beauty touched her spindle, but neither died... They were put into a deep sleep. They dreamed a long dream. People transformed that into stories, but why is it so scary? If it were a nightmare I would understand...
[ But he's made his way onto the sofa by now if he wasn't before, pulling a blanket onto the edge, hugging a pillow to his chest and pressing his head down against the cushion as he observes the marks on the ceiling, ]
... But what if it's not a nightmare? What if it's not wandering through a manor with the sickening feeling that you can never go back? There's plenty of stories like that too... There's beings in which promise you "the refuge of dreams." Endless stairs, endless happiness, a sleep that just goes on and on until you die...
[ Dazai clutches the pillow a little closer, eyelids closing halfway, a frown appearing, ]
... Why is that horrific? Humans fear death, but as far as ways to die... Wouldn't you say that dying for a happy dream would be a benevolent way to die?
[ A grimace, the faintest hint of bitterness followed by a smile, ]
After all, life is just one long dream, isn't it...?