You asked me to leave behind everything that truly mattered to me! And yet it’s fine for you to go on about the things that you’ve missed in the good old days. Never talk about the past. That was the bargain. And I’ve kept that bargain to the letter.
I could feel my gray wrappings being inexorably stripped
away, and small bright streaks of pain shot through me like lightning bolts
I had no wish to come back, no desire to feel again. I didn’t
want to know love, only to have it ripped away once more.
But it was too late. I knew that, even as I fought to hold
the gray shroud around me. Fighting only hastened its dissolution; it was like
grasping shreds of cloud, that vanished in cold mist between my fingers. I
could feel the light coming, blinding and searing.