At night as I lay in bed, I ran my fingers over Amarisa's letter. In the dark, I could not read the words, but I could feel them. When I learned that sorrow had struck the love of my life, it struck me harder. I tried to tell myself that it would pass, but it felt like an eternity.
The night hours grew shorter, yet sleep wouldn't come and take me away from this troubling world. Maybe it was because I knew somewhere in a place filled with heavenly flowers, someone was waiting for me.
I couldn't stand it anymore and with a defeated sigh, I rose and got dressed.
The moon was frail as the edge of a fingernail in the sky. I walked against cold winds that sent shadows scampering on the ground. When I reached the gate of the Asoak Garden, I paused.
Should I turn back or go forward?