In my culture,
we believe that when you die,
your spirit has to climb a mountain,
carrying the souls of everyone
you’ve wronged in your lifetime.
Imagine the weight I will have to lift:
the monsters I created,
the people they killed.
Can you see now why I fear death?
You want to hand me over,
there's no shame in that.
But you won't.
We all carry prisons with us.
Mine is my past.
Yours is your morality