I know how you all must feel.
I know that I hurt you incomprehensibly when I made my decisions.
And I know, someday, somewhere in the depths of the human heart, you will find the love and compassion to forgive me.
For, as I have said, I am a snake, devouring those I love most. And it's time to shed my skin, rid myself of these sins of the flesh, and start anew. Maybe this time I will emerge from my skin as a fox, cunning and stealthy.
Whatever I may emerge as, I am only sad in that I cannot emerge by your side.
The war is over; I've played my part. The cards have been dealt. This old joker is leaving the deck now, leaving all the jacks and queens to sort themselves out in this coming era of tranquility. But this peace has no place for me. I refuse to swallow any more of you in my deception. So I must leave, no goodbyes, no tears, and certainly no seeing your faces. If I see them, my resolve will break. So I will keep the memories close to my heart, close my eyes, and try my new life in a new world.
Please forgive me.
