There was a definite morbid curiosity and courting of death in his actions, his feelings elated by travel to someplace new, but his thoughts were macabre and fixated on the vicissitudes and impermanence of one's life, the attempts to belie those with money, property, family, and notoriety as if one could solidify one's Effluvial existence to a statue's, despite the permanent inevitability of one's demise.
"An Apostate: Nawin of Thais"
Steven Sills