Deathbed Confessions
I’ve always taken for granted, I think, this life that
I have.
The
inarguable support from my parents. A childhood pack of pals to
roam the fields and play cowboy with. The gift of physics to entangle
my mind. The love of Charles and Wesley and even Angel. A purpose,
a fight against the evil in the world. These things went on whether
I thought about them or not. I wasn’t gifted or special,
I was just Fred.
But
in the moment when I was lost and Illyria was reborn, I think
I finally understood how lucky I had been.
Wesley's Lament
“Are you satisfied now?”
No,
I’m not satisfied. I didn’t want to hear how you set
me up from the beginning, that this was all a sham, that you had
no heart to give. I didn’t want to hear the hitch in your
voice as you spoke the words, turning away and hiding your face
in your hair.
But
still I stood there frozen in disbelief, letting you go. You could
have said many things, could have answered me honestly, but you
protect yourself with lies. Oh, Lilah, you knew I loved you. And
that was something you couldn’t trust.
~Fin~