[ They don't care.... about who you were, only what you can do for them.
His words ring true, though she can't fathom how that is. The priest, the butcher, the doctor, and everyone else she grew up with — she can't imagine discarding them as people, and she couldn't have imagined them doing the same to her before today. Did she ever know any of them? And what about her parents? They were the first to see how her face had changed, and the first to celebrate.
A spiked fist is squeezing her heart into two halves and raking it into the dirt. He's trying to convince her to let go of everyone she's ever known, but she's only five years old. How could she? Even if staying is the same as death, how could she?
She can't answer his question out loud, which would make the truth of her unhappiness too real; instead she trembles with fear and foreboding that deepens until her whole body shakes uncontrollably, and eventually her head jerks left and right vigorously as if trying to expel the answer from herself.
Shadows begin to sprout where there should be none, voids filling the corners of the church. Gray doesn't seem to notice, even when the encroaching darkness begins to suffocate the daylight streaming in from the windows. ]
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His words ring true, though she can't fathom how that is. The priest, the butcher, the doctor, and everyone else she grew up with — she can't imagine discarding them as people, and she couldn't have imagined them doing the same to her before today. Did she ever know any of them? And what about her parents? They were the first to see how her face had changed, and the first to celebrate.
A spiked fist is squeezing her heart into two halves and raking it into the dirt. He's trying to convince her to let go of everyone she's ever known, but she's only five years old. How could she? Even if staying is the same as death, how could she?
She can't answer his question out loud, which would make the truth of her unhappiness too real; instead she trembles with fear and foreboding that deepens until her whole body shakes uncontrollably, and eventually her head jerks left and right vigorously as if trying to expel the answer from herself.
Shadows begin to sprout where there should be none, voids filling the corners of the church. Gray doesn't seem to notice, even when the encroaching darkness begins to suffocate the daylight streaming in from the windows. ]