Keep Alive Synonym Novels & Stories

‘’You are alive! 20

Most troubling of all: They reported increased subjective aliveness. Malcolm reread that phrase several times from the psychological metrics. *Subjective aliveness.* The system could not define it cleanly. That irritated him more than he expected. Eventually Adrian entered quietly carrying updated synchronization reports. He stopped when he saw Malcolm still studying the same unresolved-state file. “You haven’t moved in hours,” Adrian observed. Malcolm didn’t look up. “They’re becoming less stable.” Adrian glanced at the data. “Functionally?” “No.” A pause. “Existentially.”

I can say, that only these memories help me stay alive and also make me die every time I understand that it will never happen. I was ready and when I went downstairs, I understood that Lincoln still hasn’t come. I hoped that he would be at the party. I heard knocking on the doors and I opened them...

Every reason I'd to keep you close was no longer valid, I don't recall a time were breathing come easily, but I never felt so alive even though the scenario contradicted itself. My tree lost its leave only to realize you were the reason why it had them in the first place, and now the same fire that burns my existence away is the one that keeps me sane. how can one feel at ease and be tormented by the same? I exhausted my chances to reach my destination because you were my home Jaden. There you are so close yet far, I caress your angelic face wishing I'd done it million times when I'd the chance. So I ask you to stay even though I hold the answer...so I keep on drowning.

Still becoming. Always.

“What does that mean? Tell me in words I can actually understand. Is he alive?” There was a pause. It wasn't kind or cruel, just calculated. Crossing subject continues beyond local reality layer. Vital functions sustained. I sucked in a breath so hard it hurt. “Alive,” I whispered. “You’re saying he’s alive.” Alive does not equal accessible, the voice added. I closed my eyes as the tears finally spilled over. “He’s alive. That’s all I needed to hear.” The pressure in my chest eased slightly, just enough to let me breathe. But the emptiness where the bond had been still ached, like a lost limb that was still trying to move.

SUSPECTS AT LARGE. Critical. Not dead. Critical meant alive.

“Do what you do best.” “And keep her alive.”

Alive. “…I lose my only way back.”

Alive. *