Excision | THE END. ...? (Destiny)
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For the briefest moment, I cried. A moment where the heart let forth a yelp of emotion only to be buried by the moment, not sad. No tears, but the odd contortions of a face that knew not the emotions being sent to it, left in a default response... a moment, cried out. Why did I cry?
As I saw it all, finally... finally give a moment to recess, release... give pause. A decade of folding where this game, this game which never wanted to end and in each of its endings which never ended... ended. The book actually closed. Why did I gasp?
I'm free. I'm done. I know I know... they're only getting started, but... I've got my own Destiny to write. Or die trying... that's how it works, right?