“You have to get on without me now,” she replies coldly. She’s starting to walk away from me. The further she gets, the lonelier I feel. “You have to let me go. Stand up on your own two feet.”
“I’m scared…”
“We all are. I was, too.”
“You never showed it.”
“What good would that have done?” she laughs. “Showing fear would only have made me more vulnerable. If people know that they can hurt you, they will.”
She’s drifting off almost out of sight. Fading to a blurred nothingness on the other side of the veil I can’t penetrate.
“Wait!” I cry out. “Don’t go!”
She doesn’t say anything. Just retreats further and further.
“Charity? Charity!” I scream, panic clawing at my throat. “Charity, please come back! I can’t do this alone!”
A storm of shadows converges around me, and it’s like they h
