Magpie #82. It's Been A Looong Time.

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Mag 82

"it's been a really long time,"
he says.
"You said you'd come back,"
But I didn't.
"no. you didn't"
"my hands are black and the curtains are burnt."
"and there's a large bruise on my abdomen"
"Jane."
"the fire, and the falling, hit my eyes and made them burn"
"Rapunzel"
"I can't see. And even a kiss won't heal my sorrow"
I can see that there is soot everywhere
and it makes me cough
and makes the phlegm a stuffy, squelchy gray
"I tried to get out and make you hear me"
but I was too far away.
The way you stand before me almost scares me, but I know you, Mr. Rochester.
You are a blind prince on yellow-red horseback.
fallowfallowfallow
I see the marks of the pipe you had, smashing against the wall, four times.
or are those marks of your own natural claws to get out.
there is light streaming in the window, Mr. Rochester.
We still have a chance
"A chance?"
A well-deserved, frickin' chance.
A doggone break that we both deserve.
"you wrote a poem about that on your "to belong in this world" blog"
yes, yes I did.
"it fit there very well, did it not."
yes, Mr. Rochester, just for you.
"My hand is so black.
it's okay, Dumbledore.
"What if it kills me?"
it won't
"so he'll have to?"
yes, he will kill you..
but you'll be okay with it.
And in the end, everyone will understand.
"why?! How?!"
I will tell them.
"You promise?"
I promise.
Honour Bright.
"will paul be okay?"
no, no he won't.
"he is intelligent"
he was. but also held back.
"yes..."
but Harry will be okay.
"he will?"
Yes Hester.
"will he now?"
Yes, Dumbledore.
And you'll be okay too.
And people will understand everything.
"is that going to be a good thing?"
yes.
"how do you know?"
it was your idea.
"so?"
and your ideas are most always right.
"what if it's not?"
But It Is Right.

"Kelsey?"
Yes?
"Okay."

I'm here.
"me too."
always will be
"until the world ends."
we be dancing.
"and laughing"
and crying.
"is it scary."
sooo much.
"does it hurt?"
easier than falling asleep, is what Sirius said.
"you were scared of death."
still am.
but somehow, I had to do this.
"you martyr."
I know, right?
funny how things work out.
"go back, Kelsey"
what?
"I said, go back, Kelsey."
isn't that, "come back, Jack?"
"no. we're not at the titanic."
good. i don't want to be cold.
"you're very warm"
thank you
"i said, go back, Kelsey"
"you're lost in here."
but I miss you, Harry.
I miss you, Dumbledore.
I miss you, Mr. Rochester.
"we'll always be here for you"
even my Prince Charming?
"even me."
With the black hand, and the bruised body, and the broken flight.
With the unseeing eyes, with the sight lost, with the eyeballs shattered, and the scarred face.
And the blinding rays.
"we are within."
okay.
"will you be okay?"
it is not a question.
'tis an answer.
i will.
"we will".
you're there.
I want to stay.
But I'm gone.
gone
gone.
I'm all gone.