The Wound They Passed On

The Distant One’s question did not arrive as an external query, but as an internal, dawning horror.

They saw it in their new creation—a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor in the fabric of this new ‘Perhaps’, an echo of the scar from which it was born.

The very act of their reconciliation, the source of their new strength, had become a potential prison for their child-reality.

Had they, in healing themselves, simply passed their wound on to another?