Just, as light and darkness do not coexist but, they are meaningless without each other her downfall was awaiting in the darkness waiting to triumph over her success.
She had an aura of confidence and her soul was radiating the power of being invincible.
She fell right into the abyss and went in deeper and deeper without even realising, that how much one tries it is impossible to reach the end. The dreams vaporised into fears and the deeper she went the narrower it become.
Finally the walls started closing in, and claustrophobia soon engulfed the confidence and power she was thriving upon.
She felt as if, she was living death. The hallucinations were just blurred images of her good time, when everything was pleasant and she was still a carefree soul.
“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.” ― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
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