And then Trip said something that
changed everyone’s minds. He said;
“WHY are we doing this?”
There was a long, pregnancy-pause,
“WHY…?” he repeated.
And the thought just hung there,
like sneakers on the wire. Well out of reach.
No one knew how to react because
no one saw the script. I mean, surely there’s an answer, and it’s coming, so
best be ready for…. A Resolution! Dammit!
But the reality is, this Resolution,
may never come. Probably won’t. Because there is none. That resolute enough for you?
At that point Alphonse drops the
knife. No one picked it up. There was no more fight left in any of us.
“Damn you...” he said to no one,
but for all ears to hear.
Damned to fear his confession after all these years, he shuddered, withered, and was consumed.
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