The time was here, it was finally happening. The girl had been the one to tip the balance, just as he'd known—just as he'd planned. And now, with Her world dismantling itself, it was time.
He could take the pieces of that world, re-form them around him. The metaphors no longer applied; the bird had flown his cage, the dog would no longer be on a leash. It would be only him and his God, a man and his woman. There might not be a happily ever after, but then, the story wasn't over yet.
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