Fox's Lement
"This is how the world ends. Not with a bang, but a wimper..."
--T.S. Eliot
I stare down into the endless darkness below me. It would be so easy, just a half-step, a short drop and then...Nothing. All the pain gone. The darkness would shroud me and I would fade from existance. There's no one waiting for me if I don't make it home. They all left me behind. The Crane left with his hate speach and curses, The Direwolf because he knew not how to love, and The Panther, after being so gental and kind, because he saw my face. At least he tried to be nice. Three times is enough for me. Enough pain, enough sad music, enough empty feelings, enough love.
I inch closer to the edge. "Peace is at hand," I think to myself allowing my eyes to slide shut.
All I have to do is inch foreward until I'm over the edge. I slide foreward a little more.
"All most there, you can do it," a small voice encourages, "just a few more steps."
I lean foreward, the virtigo beging to set in. My life flashes before my eyes. I see my mother crying as the child who would ruin her life was brought into the world,my father abandoning us all, The Crane spitting in my face, The Direwolf's blank stare, The Panther's soft, pitiful smile. My life was always leading to a moment. This moment. It was only a matter of my strength failing. With one last step of ulitimate finality, I plumet to the dark depths below.