Nothing is cathartic in itself my dear, we must all shit somewhere other than the dinner table! The climax is heat from the speed of travel; burning bright as light, it’s besides the point. An accident.
Fictions, let’s discuss fictions. People are hard, multidimensional nonsense.
Stick to 2 dimensions, we can all manage that! I’m completely out of my depth when it comes to yours or my DNA!