Circles

Kurtz -

WE HAVE BEEN GOING IN CIRCLES! Disheartening words for any venture, yes, though it gives pause for this question: to find her, must we take a direct pursuit to overtake her, a shortcut, or shall we better progress by taking her same circuitous path, thereby risking an eternal journey, but taking the same experiences as she? Is she not the product of the feelings she had at all these past moments? To find her, are these experiences necessary? How else, whichever path we take, could we know when, if ever, she is truly found?

Our path fell to the circles. But quickly, a feeling of frustration was replaced by a feeling of kinship, as the city we walked seemed to bear proud testament to her, as surely as the mother of a son now grown. At her home especially, the feeling was strong, not of being watched (I know you were not there!), but of seeing as she saw and touching as she touched, the city was unlocked to us. We understood as you did, and a feeling of satisfaction warmed us.

We joined Mastermind and her kin to dine that night, somewhere interesting and new for me, though Mastermind had been before. While we dined, I felt for that same sense of understanding of you I felt before, though it eluded me here. Had you been here? Did you know it? Was I straying from the path? I tried to relax, a New trend for me. As I saw others around in fervent conversation, laughing and drinking and conversing so easily, I made a decision. Kurtz, I reach to you now, across a dining table years and miles across, to tempt you into a friendly confirmation. Is this the path? Have your eyes seen these?! Are they different now, having suffered your gaze?

Your descent into darkness. I wonder if your memories are as strong as the ones you left behind. A lasting image to send me on my way.

I will find you.

- Marlowe