Metal Heart

Chapter I: And Therefore Nobody Dies

She walked, rather pushing her legs forward than picking them up, with one shoulder pushed up higher than the other and a hard limp. Her arms hung, by her side with no effort to their sway, no womanly sweep in her rock as she walked, mindless, drone, to where it called her. Lurching, following blindly the path of an indeniable thing, which even now would not let her go, and so she went where it commanded, as it commanded, with no heed to her passing. No one bothered her in her trek, although she was not hidden. It was night in the city, true, but anyone just looking out the window could have seen her passage. She walked right down the middle of the street in a straight line, swaying, stumbling, leering from side to side, but headed straight nonetheless. It made sure no one saw her. It did not want her stopped. Not even her own body would stop her, It made sure. She pushed along, numb, and so having difficulty, but feeling none of it. She went, invalid slow, with limbs not meant to move; with a cold pallor Nature never intended. Stairs. Damn there were stairs. But her mind paid no attention to the inconvenience of stairs, nor did It. It simply called her, and she raised a foot, and set it down. Pushed up, wavered, stood on the next step. Again, raising a foot. Not always did she make it in one go to the next step. But she was insensible of it, and so went again and by degrees reached the door.

Her hand rose at the door, and fell lightly against it. Through effort she was able to move her own body, but it posed very little potential to exert any force on another object. The door whispered more than tapped. Again she lifted her hand, crunched it into a loose fist, and let it drop against the door. Slightly more sound this time. A noise from the other side or the door.

He opened it. For a moment he just stood with his jaw open staring at her, saying nothing. She stood in the light of the blue non-day, head to the side, shoulder down, legs…well what could be said of them? Eyes blank as the voice of the call.

"I thought you were dead," he said.

"I am," she said.

I wish I had a metal heart
I could cross the line
I wish that I was half as good
As you think I am

But now that we know for sure they're telling lies when they say
No one gets hurt and therefore nobody dies
You know it's hard to believe anything that you hear
They say the world is round

Wish I was as big as you
You'd have to tell the truth
I'd be nothing you could hurt
Nothing you could use

But now that we know for sure they're telling lies when they say
No one gets hurt and therefore nobody dies
You know it's hard to believe anything that you hear
They say the world is round
The world is round?

I want to be dependable, I want to be courageous and good
I want to be faithful so that I can be heroic and true
I want to be a friend you can rely on you can lean on and trust
I want to understand so I can forgive and be willing to love

I wish I wasn't flesh and blood
I would not be scared
Of bullets built with me in mind
For then I could be saved

My sweet lord take care of me for I think I'm done
Kiss my mother on her cheek and lay my burden down

But now that we know for sure they're telling lies when they say
No one gets hurt and therefore nobody dies
You know it's hard to believe anything that you hear
They say the world is round
The world is round

--"Metal Heart" by Garbage