Dream

As expected, I reached the sharp horizon in one bound and watched the curling sky as it bent to meet the land. But I knew he was still out there, so I moved, fleet-footed and strong, through the green embracing woods to where the light shone bright and warm.

My home is here; I spoke aloud, but my voice sounded cracked and strange, a distant arid echo, as if spoken by another. And all around were the answers to things I should have known. I held them in my hands like diamonds and vowed never to let them go.