Title: Payment for Presumption
(Chax lies motionless, still as death. Words tumble through the dark within his mind.)
I went too close to the questions that are unanswerable and should never be asked, but I could not help myself, so deep was my emotion.
I now pay for my presumption. My Name will stop here. How shameful that it should all end this way.
Was I truly meant to fail? Or was the task set before me too much for my wits or my courage, too large for my heart?
