'Three weeks ago
Sylviana and I made love as if there was nothing else in the world. And
for us, there wasn't. Three months ago we struggled together against
the Cold World, in a place we called our home. At the time it often
seemed like Hell, but it brought us closer than you can possibly
imagine. And three days ago. Three days. I lived more or less in the
land where I was born, with paradise at my fingers.'
'Then why did you leave?'
'Because I couldn't keep lying to her, that we were alone.....
She isn't like me. She needs the company of her own kind.' He
spoke now more to himself, and to the darkness. She was silent for a
moment, her own feelings and experience submerged.
'And now?'
'That's just it. I can't bring it all up to now. It's like
a great wave that just goes on and on. The voyage here. . .sweet Jesus.
And just this morning I held her close while she slept, then woke her to
a sight that broke both our hearts, and opened to us the possibility of
a child of our own.' Again she felt him drifting, into a world that
did not even recognize her existence. 'And now all of you, a flood
of strange names and faces, and emotions I don't know how to read.
It just goes on and on, with Sylviana slipping farther and farther
away.'
'All waves must eventually end, Kalus.
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