Fled

The curator became my teacher, answering the questions I could not resolve on my own. Selene was the mentor I always needed, showing me the hidden mystery in Eden and at the Red Sea, proving to me the miracles of Jesus, doing that which the engineer, dear Catherine with whom I had went on a secret camping trip, could never accomplish. Yet soon after planting the seeds of my faith and eclipsing the Dawn I knew as my true love, I at last saw through the lie that I thought would never happen again, the one that tore me from the paradise to which I thought I could return. And so the next morning, I could only let our fingers come apart as the taxi took her away, to the airport and over the big blue ocean.