"Abomination.
They have said this word. I have not closed my ears to it in all the years of my life. I have been born twice: once within and once without. As soon as I learned how to walk, I walked a clear path. Not of surety, clear because out of fear anyone near me swirled away as if that which was imparted to me could be caught.
You cannot catch history.
You cannot catch me.
I remember all of them. I am all of them and they are now me. Their thoughts are my thoughts, their voices are my voice.
My mother and my brother...I am in the shadow of their troubled thoughts. I am not for them or that place. Let them think me dead. It is for the best.
I am but one grain of sand in their storm.
Let me find my desert elsewhere."
-- from Histories from the Edge, by Saint Alia of the Knife
They have said this word. I have not closed my ears to it in all the years of my life. I have been born twice: once within and once without. As soon as I learned how to walk, I walked a clear path. Not of surety, clear because out of fear anyone near me swirled away as if that which was imparted to me could be caught.
You cannot catch history.
You cannot catch me.
I remember all of them. I am all of them and they are now me. Their thoughts are my thoughts, their voices are my voice.
My mother and my brother...I am in the shadow of their troubled thoughts. I am not for them or that place. Let them think me dead. It is for the best.
I am but one grain of sand in their storm.
Let me find my desert elsewhere."
-- from Histories from the Edge, by Saint Alia of the Knife