View through the bars

108 To go on is to go through. At last, even the seer is cremated. Each seed loves the dark for the light it promises. His reaction is dramatic. Anyone else might have offered a soothing word, a follow up justification. Oh no, you're alright. I just don't like to be touched. A bit jumpy, ha-ha! but I do not. Why he felt he had permission to touch me I am not sure, but I am pleased by the distance he has increased between us. "Yes. Everyone will know." I blink, testing to see if my new vision can be turned on and off. It cannot, apparently. "When you look, instead of seeing the opaque wall, you will instead see what is beyond. That, and the Voice will be free...so yes. She will know."