"The last thing I remember with certainty is seeing you in the pond, and speaking to you beside the fire..." he sighed a bit. "..I do not expect this to fix anything that was done before that promise was made, but you must believe I did not make it."
Mira could not look at him and said it, "I will not look at you." Stopping at the bottom of the stairs before saying another word, "You will not let it be will you? I said to leave me alone, so what does it matter?" More games, it had to be more games. This tug of war, this back and forth was upsetting to her. ?I have no time to deal with this gam..? She turned around and stopped mid-sentence. It took her back when she saw the condition of the north man. Remember the games, this had to be a game. This had to be magic because he was not the same as two days ago.
"...I've been asleep for a lot longer than a few days, Mira?.that is the truth.." he thought he pushed back earlier reared its head up. If she is sure he made a promise, someone or something used his form. He knew she was trying to understand how he was the way he was, and that she would probably be trying to explain it away with numerous scenarios. "...It isn't a trick, Mira," he added. "..I've no reason to trick you... I've no reason to break another promise to you," he said, fully acknowledging he left her those months ago. He knew she would still be scared of that fact, but he couldn't bear letting her think he made that promise to forever stay away. "I only ever want you near, Mira... I would never make a promise to keep you away from me. I cannot force you to be near, but I would never do anything meant to push you further from me."
It was part of this conversation she recalled more than the others. She sat on the edge of another?s man bed watching through the window. The feelings of death numbed her. She should have been more prepared. It is one thing to remember and another to face what really happened.
?I have seen the lie.? She did not see the truth, only the lie. The man with no face was wrong. First, it was a lie, then the truth will follow. Mira was blind to the truth until the end. Confronted with the word ACCEPT, how did she not have a choice?
It would not happen tomorrow, but it would come. Returning the fires was impossible now. At least for the foreseeable future.