Let it Rain

"I suppose you're right. ...It is...odd to think people may miss me. That has never been a concern before." He still wasn't entirely sure that it was, the ill parts of his conscious wanting to convince him that Jigano was just being kind, did not really mean it, that the whole town would be glad to see the back of him. Sam knew the barrier was made to contain The Voice; he wrestled with whether that was a good thing or not. On one hand he was deeply aware she had a power he didn't understand, that the Gods could be dangerous...on the other she had helped him recently, was in some ways one of the most comforting presences in his life. His emotions surrounding his 'bright mother' were conflicting, to say the least. "No one really knows. I am...hesitant to say anything bad of The Voice, but I don't know what she did or didn't do. But...the Ascended aren't evil. Or at least...I'm not. So if it was made to contain us...I think it might be alright?" The other Ascended were...judgemental, perhaps, mean sometimes...but they weren't anything that had to be contained, he thought. "Oh! Speaking of The Voice..." Sam reached into his pocket and brought out a cube, small and made of metal. "I found this recently. I think it's magical, somehow. I can lift it, but no one else can." Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child