Prologue
264 Words
Prologue
Loch Fuar, 3 p.m.
DD,
I am so naïve. My thoughts swing like a pendulum, never steady, never still.
Even fools see the light, and I didn’t.
It’s all about to end now – today. I have toiled in thought and judgement must happen.
I have done nothing but suffered. Suffered such pain and agony.
It all ends today.
Such satisfaction it gives me to say that.
Aye, it will end now. And there will be peace.
Loch Fuar, 8.30 p.m.
DD,
I thought agony was past me and now I’m blindsided again. I never had many expectations of her. Flighty little thing – so cruel, so manipulative.
To run away, to leave and to break apart a family. It comes to her like breathing. She set a curtain on fire; set a home on fire.
All is lost again. In mere days, peace has been shattered, and now there’s only silence.
Silent screams threaten to tear me apart. I can’t see, can’t hear, can’t taste, can’t touch. I can only smell. Smell the devastation.
Loch Fuar, 8 p.m.
DD,
You’ve been my one faithful friend, my rock, the only one who understands. We burn together; we rise together. Not like a phoenix, oh no, but like a metal burned and shaped, scraped until smooth.
Today my world pivoted again. Unlike Pompeii, the destruction, as I look back on it, unravelled like an unwanted Christmas gift. Something that sits in your loft until it festers and stains.
And now it’s all splintered. But once again, the earth is peaceful. For once, I let myself feel. This time I can’t see, can’t hear, can’t touch, can’t smell, but I can taste the tears on my tongue.
- Writer
