She dragged herself, heavy with water, out of the water.
What had happened?
Looking back she could only remember a pain.
She had descended for him,
the one that she had thought would be worthy.
So much pain, she had sacrificed her own safe position in the sky
to try and assuage that pain from that young boy's life.
She remembered looking into his face, into his soul as she oft' could,
An impenetrable darkness, thick and cold.
So thick and cold that she had gotten sucked in.
Missing the mark, she had fallen backwards into a running river.
Now, miles and miles away, she dragged her carcass out of the water.
She felt dead inside. Pain and numbness were her waking memory.
She knew she had had a name once. Now it escaped her.
She rested and fell asleep.
When she woke up, there was the sweetest melody,
reminding her of things that were gentle and sweet but strong and powerful,
a wordless feeling, seeping into the marrow of her bones.
She had to know where it was coming from,