The Distant Nightmare

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The rain has not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turns the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into a slick, mirrored surface reflecting the soot-stained faces of the women who stand in the queue, waiting for the door to the Undercroft to open, a door that groans in the wind as if the city itself is holding its breath in anticipation of the sickness that is spreading through the bones of the district, a sickness that the leeches cannot draw out and the herbs cannot bind, a sickness that lives in the shadow of the high spires and feeds on the silence of the wealthy who have retreated behind their heavy oak gates while you, Margaret, stand here with your hands raw and red from the cold, clutching the small, folded cloth that is your only possession, your only anchor, your only lie, the cloth that is said to be woven from the hair of the first saint and dyed in the blood of the martyrs, a cloth that is supposed to turn the blackness of the plague back into the light of the morning, but which feels only heavy and wet against your palm, a weight that drags you down into the mud, a weight that whispers of futility, a weight that knows the truth that you refuse to speak, that the cure is not in the thread but in the flesh, that the sacrifice is not symbolic but literal, that you are not a healer but a vessel, a container for the poison that you have been too proud to acknowledge, a container that is slowly cracking, a container that is spilling over, a container that is about to break open and release the terror that has been hiding in the folds of your heart, the terror that you are not saving anyone, that you are only delaying the inevitable, that the disease is not an enemy to be defeated but a part of the world that must be accepted, a part of the cycle of birth and death, of growth and decay, of light and shadow, a cycle that you have tried to escape with your knowledge, with your books, with your words, but which has found you, which has claimed you, which has turned your wisdom into a curse, your insight into a burden, your understanding into a prison, a prison that is closing in, a prison that is suffocating you, a prison that is forcing you to look at the face of the woman in front of you, a face that is pale and thin, a face that is etched with the same fear that you feel, a face that is asking for help, a face that is asking for mercy, a face that is asking for a miracle, a face that is asking for you to be the savior that you are not, the savior that you wish you were, the savior that the world expects you to be, the savior that the cloth promises to be, the savior that you are slowly realizing you cannot be, the savior that you must stop trying to be, the savior that you must let go of, the savior that you must forgive yourself for not being, the savior that you must release into the hands of the god that you have forgotten, the god that is listening, the god that is watching, the god that is waiting, the god that is weeping, the god that is turning away, the god that is closing the door, the god that is locking you out, the god that is leaving you alone, the god that is making you understand, the god that is making you accept, the god that is making you let go, the god that is making you be still, the god that is making you be quiet, the god that is making you be small, the god that is making you be human, the god that is making you be mortal, the god that is making you be afraid, the god that is making you be alive.

You look up, your eyes stinging from the rain and the tears that you have been holding back for so long, the tears that have been falling silently, invisibly, into the puddles at your feet, the tears that have been washing away your pride, your dignity, your illusion of control, the tears that have been revealing the truth, the raw and bleeding truth, the truth that you are weak, the truth that you are small, the truth that you are not enough, the truth that you have never been enough, the truth that you will never be enough, the truth that the cloth is just a cloth, the truth that the prayer is just a prayer, the truth that the hope is just a hope, the truth that the love is just a love, the truth that the life is just a life, the truth that the death is just a death, the truth that the end is just an end, the truth that you are not the hero of your own story, the truth that you are not the savior of the world, the truth that you are not the master of your fate, the truth that you are not the author of your destiny, the truth that you are just a person, a fragile and fleeting person, a person who is afraid, a person who is in pain, a person who is dying, a person who is waiting, a person who is listening, a person who is hearing the voice of the wind, the voice of the rain, the voice of the city, the voice of the dead, the voice of the living, the voice of the god, the voice that says let go, the voice that says accept, the voice that says forgive, the voice that sayssurrender, the voice that says release, the voice that says let it be, the voice that says let it go, the voice that says let it end, the voice that says let it begin, the voice that says let it be, the voice that is silent, the voice that is still, the voice that is quiet, the voice that is calm, the voice that is peace, the voice that is love, the voice that is light, the voice that is truth, the voice that is you, the voice that is me, the voice that is us, the voice that is everything, the voice that is nothing, the voice that is everything, the voice that is nothing, the voice that is the end, the voice that is the beginning, the voice that is the middle, the voice that is the now, the voice that is the here, the voice that is the place, the voice that is the time, the voice that is the space, the voice that is the moment, the voice that is the breath, the voice that is the heart, the voice that is the soul, the voice that is the spirit, the voice that is the god, the voice that is the man, the voice that is the woman, the voice that is the child, the voice that is the old, the voice that is the new, the voice that is the young, the voice that is the old, the voice that is the young, the voice that is the same, the voice that is different, the voice that is the same, the voice that is different, the voice that is the one, the voice that is the many, the voice that is the one, the voice that is the many, the voice that is the whole, the voice that is the part, the voice that is the whole, the voice that is the part, the voice that is the all, the voice that is the none, the voice that is the all, the voice that is the none, the voice that is the is, the voice that is the is not, the voice that is the is, the voice that is the is not, the voice that is the true, the voice that is the false, the voice that is the true, the voice that is the false, the voice that is the real, the voice that is the unreal, the voice that is the real, the voice that is the unreal, the voice that is the present, the voice that is the past, the voice that is the future, the voice that is the present, the voice that is the past, the voice that is the future, the voice that is the now, the voice that is the then, the voice that is the now, the voice that is the then, the voice that is the here, the voice that is the there, the voice that is the here, the voice that is the there, the voice that is the this, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the this, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the here, the voice that is the there, the voice that is the here, the voice that is the there, the voice that is the self, the voice that is the other, the voice that is the self, the voice that is the other, the voice that is the I, the voice that is the you, the voice that is the I, the voice that is the you, the voice that is the we, the voice that is the they, the voice that is the we, the voice that is the they, the voice that is the who, the voice that is the whom, the voice that is the who, the voice that is the whom, the voice that is the which, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the which, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the what, the voice that is the where, the voice that is the why, the voice that is the how, the voice that is the when, the voice that is the who, the voice that is the whom, the voice that is the which, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the what, the voice that is the where, the voice that is the why, the voice that is the how, the voice that is the when, the voice that is the who, the voice that is the whom, the voice that is the which, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the what, the voice that is the where, the voice that is the why, the voice that is the how, the voice that is the when, the voice that is the who, the voice that is the whom, the voice that is the which, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the what, the voice that is the where, the voice that is the why, the voice that is the how, the voice that is the when, the voice that is the who, the voice that is the whom, the voice that is the which, the voice that is the that, the voice that is the what, the voice that is the where, the voice that is the why, the voice that is the how, the voice that is the when.

The door opens with a sigh, a long, low exhalation that seems to come from the earth itself, and the light from the streetlamps spills out onto the wet stones, a golden glow that catches the raindrops and turns them into diamonds, a brief flash of beauty, a moment of grace, a glimpse of the truth that you have been trying to ignore, the truth that the world is beautiful, the truth that the world is cruel, the truth that the world is both, the truth that the world is one, the truth that the world is whole, the truth that the world is complete, the truth that the world is enough, the truth that you are enough, the truth that you have always been enough, the truth that you do not need to be more, the truth that you do not need to do more, the truth that you do not need to give more, the truth that you do not need to love more, the truth that you do not need to save more, the truth that you do not need to be more, the truth that you are already here, the truth that you are already now, the truth that you are already this, the truth that you are already enough, the truth that you are already loved, the truth that you are already saved, the truth that you are already free, the truth that you are already home, the truth that you are already whole, the truth that you are already complete, the truth that you are already everything, the truth that you are already nothing, the truth that you are already the end, the truth that you are already the beginning, the truth that you are already the middle, the truth that you are already the now, the truth that you are already the here, the truth that you are already the place, the truth that you are already the time, the truth that you are already the space, the truth that you are already the moment, the truth that you are already the breath, the truth that you are already the heart, the truth that you are already the soul, the truth that you are already the spirit, the truth that you are already the god, the truth that you are already the man, the truth that you are already the woman, the truth that you are already the child, the truth that you are already the old, the truth that you are already the new, the truth that you are already the young, the truth that you are already the old, the truth that you are already the young, the truth that you are already the same, the truth that you are already different, the truth that you are already the same, the truth that you are already different, the truth that you are already the one, the truth that you are already the many, the truth that you are already the one, the truth that you are already the many, the truth that you are already the whole, the truth that you are already the part, the truth that you are already the whole, the truth that you are already the part, the truth that you are already the all, the truth that you are already the none, the truth that you are already the all, the truth that you are already the none, the truth that you are already the is, the truth that you are already the is not, the truth that you are already the is, the truth that you are already the is not, the truth that you are already the true, the truth that you are already the false, the truth that you are already the true, the truth that you are already the false, the truth that you are already the real, the truth that you are already the unreal, the truth that you are already the real, the truth that you are already the unreal, the truth that you are already the present, the truth that you are already the past, the truth that you are already the future, the truth that you are already the present, the truth that you are already the past, the truth that you are already the future, the truth that you are already the now, the truth that you are already the then, the truth that you are already the now, the truth that you are already the then, the truth that you are already the here, the truth that you are already the there, the truth that you are already the here, the truth that you are already the there, the truth that you are already the this, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the this, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the here, the truth that you are already the there, the truth that you are already the here, the truth that you are already the there, the truth that you are already the self, the truth that you are already the other, the truth that you are already the self, the truth that you are already the other, the truth that you are already the I, the truth that you are already the you, the truth that you are already the I, the truth that you are already the you, the truth that you are already the we, the truth that you are already the they, the truth that you are already the we, the truth that you are already the they, the truth that you are already the who, the truth that you are already the whom, the truth that you are already the who, the truth that you are already the whom, the truth that you are already the which, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the which, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the what, the truth that you are already the where, the truth that you are already the why, the truth that you are already the how, the truth that you are already the when, the truth that you are already the who, the truth that you are already the whom, the truth that you are already the which, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the what, the truth that you are already the where, the truth that you are already the why, the truth that you are already the how, the truth that you are already the when, the truth that you are already the who, the truth that you are already the whom, the truth that you are already the which, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the what, the truth that you are already the where, the truth that you are already the why, the truth that you are already the how, the truth that you are already the when, the truth that you are already the who, the truth that you are already the whom, the truth that you are already the which, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the what, the truth that you are already the where, the truth that you are already the why, the truth that you are already the how, the truth that you are already the when, the truth that you are already the who, the truth that you are already the whom, the truth that you are already the which, the truth that you are already the that, the truth that you are already the

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