18.Realisation
I never really knew how strong a man could be until this night. The cold of the wormhole wakes me, just as we fall on the steps, the bright sun shockingly warm on my skin. We have gone from darkness into the light, and I rejoice, without understanding.
He kneels, shaking beside me, one arm still about my shoulders. His breath comes faster now and his eyes remain closed.
As I edge away from his grasp he opens them and looks straight at me.
The heartbreaking despair sends me falling on my heels in the grass.
Jack is with me, but he is locked in the darkness.