For Thy Peace, My Soul

51.

There.

Along the wide horizon a slash of blood-light oozes out from the gash between earth and sky. The forsaken road leads to that end. I tread that path as if pulled unwittingly forward. But I know. How can I not? I stagger under the pervasive loneliness. The multitudes stir restlessly under my skin. Waiting.

Waiting for what?

Shadows blur into existence with the coming dawn. Fredrick on one side, Jesse on the other. Thomas like a beacon between dark pillars. They've come. They've come to collect me. For what destruction lies ahead, I know not. But I draw comfort as they welcome me into their fold.