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As The Ender thought about what pain really felt like, she sat on a root of the tree near the edge of the cliff. She got herself a paper and a pen, as she wrote what she has in mind, trying to know what pain felt like.
She spent her time trying to write a prose for that. After she was finished, she threw her pen at the edge of the cliff. It fell and she tried to watch it fall at the city below the cliff.
"Was it painful?" she whispered.
As she stood near the cliff, she held the paper where she had written her prose. Then, she began reading what it has.
Reading the prose, it says:
can't tell, but i just wondered by the thought of what pain really felt like. by the scars it left, by how crumpled it made our mind, by the ache it caused our heart— was that all pain?
can it be felt?
