Found:
I've done what I can to ease the burden, to lift the weight. I've done what I can. There's naught more to do now.
There was a time I'd not have done even that much. Why would I? It was easier to walk away, to expunge those faces from my mind. They were never in my heart to begin with. I didn't have one back then. Self-preservation demanded it.
I'm trying to keep it silent and still now.
Silver would scoff, raise a cheerful wave and walk away, never to look back. Never to return. What point in doing as I did? He will never know. He will never realise it. There is naught to be gained by this fruitless action. He is his own affair and neither use nor ornament to me. Let him go his way. It's what he wants. Any effort toward him is a waste. I look after myself. No one else.
Rajana demands that, before she sleeps once again, something be done to make amends for the chaos my existence has inadvertently created. No matter how much it hurts me, it is the right thing to do. Though it was never my intent, I caused this mess; it is mine to clean up. Though he will never understand why I do this, or me, or what it cost, it must be done. He will only see what I show. Show him what he needs to see. Pay the price.
And pay I do, hoping that the destruction I have wrought this day will do him some good. Not today, perhaps, not tomorrow, but eventually. In time. When the dust is settled. If naught else, I successfully removed one burden from his shoulders. Me.
So, for now, Rajana falls back to her prison. Encased in that glittering gem somewhere deep within.
Silver rises.
Silver rides.
