This journey begins with a word.

Like so many other tales that have felt their wings flutter against the winds of time, this simple remark, this tired acknowledgement of farewell, provides no finer beginning than any could write.

A word.

Once spoken in isolation can carry the meaning capable of changing lives. Once released from behind those rose petal bars and sent like an arrow through bone, can forge a future previously unseen.

So let me begin; where she left.

With goodbye.