So this envelope I’ve had in my possession was my LCP document… my real LCP, not a classified piece of gibberish that they sent to replace the original one.
What would incline the Council do that? Could they have seen that Ms. William’s disloyalty?
No, no, they couldn’t have, it wouldn’t make any sense if they’d known. If they knew something that outrageous why would they put her in my care?
That night another vision came to me…
“I see there’s a hindrance that strains you…”
Echoed the President’s voice.
I opened my eyes to a vast open ocean that’s sky was tainted by a perpetual haze of black clouds moving swift like the gusts of powerful wind, wafting against my body.
“Expressing pain isn’t a weakness Sam.” He said.
I locked my jaw.
Far into the ocean an enormous bolt of lightning flashed waking its earthshaking thunder.
I took a breath to relieve the aggravation plowing its teeth in me. I saw that my changing mood brought a smidgen of sunlight to cut through the withdrawing sheets of cloud cover.
“Relax Sam, there isn’t anything to fear.”
I turned to him and noticed his unperturbed posture sitting on a rock.
I chuckle and gaze into his eyes. “I know what the Council wishes of me.”
He rose. His silver mask reflected my blurred face and kindled with the heap of lightning in the sky.
“Were you absolutely positive it was the right time?”
My jaw dropped.
“Did you see no way to relieve the loss of Ms. Elizabeth William and Rebecca?”
Sorrow slipped throughout my body like a shot of insulin.
Rain fell.
He stepped closer to me. “Secrets that are unearthed aren’t secrets at all. Ceiled lips won't let the flies in.” He took another step to me, his silver mask but an arm's length from my own. “A moment’s compromise is a moment lost. Nothing can get that back”
“What are you getting at with your broken words”
His hand bashed against my face. I fell on my knee and caught my balance by grasping his loose robe. The cool bleached sands smeared with the taint of my blood as it drizzled down with the rain.
“Don’t speak. It’s almost over. Just wait for it. Because when it does, you’ll want to relive it all over again, all those precious moments are but an echo in a book that has a happy ending. And in this life there isn’t a happy ending Sam, no, not some inept unending cycle of contentment… full of love, memories, passionate moments, that doesn’t exist in reality. Feelings are only to be detachable; nothing can ever be made permanent... and nothing ever will be.”
He yanked my hand away from his robe and drove me to the ground. “As you once said, love is a lavish rose that’s at full bloom, until its pedals begin to wilt and fall… and so does… l…o…v…e…”
I stood and broke away from him with as much a pace as I could procure. The rain whipped against my body with as much force as the wind’s batter. Ahead of me I saw the archway, could that really be my relief? Could this be the time where I finally take a step pass this apparatus that the President’s yearned about since I first met him?
Past the archway lie what questions sought…
My weighed legs couldn’t move any quicker… I strained, and strained, until finally I threw myself past the archway…