"It is not a marriage. It is not even a promise.
You have spent a life trying to escape the strings attached to such promises, the hands reaching out to hold, to drag you further down. But an obsession binds as strongly as any chain. There is a weakness encoded in the heart of what you are.
As a moth to the flame, as a flame to the dark, one day you will take her hand and finally be extinguished. You will go, then, willingly.
She smiles at your rebellions. She will have you in the end."








