Touch me and you'll never be alone...

It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesn't matter what we call it; what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over. So as he was about to do just that, there was a smile dancing on his lips, although it was a wary smile, for the world is a bigger place than a little graveyard on a hill; and there would be dangers in it and mysteries - new friends to make, old friends to rediscover, mistakes to be made and many paths to be walked before he would, finally, return to the graveyard or ride with towards the moon on the broad back of her great grey stallion.

Please let him have his dream - a dream of a new life. Please let him believe that life is not an abominable self-deception. Please let him be happy, and deliver him from this dreadful tyranny of self. He has sunk low. Let him sink lower still, that he may know the truth. Teach him to love himself again, to love life. Let him truly suffer. Give him back his purity, the knowledge of the mysteries, that he has betrayed and lost. Let him be truly lonely, that he may honestly pray. Let him be happy again somewhere, if it's only together, if it's only out of this terrible world. "Destroy the world!" He cried in his heart.