I'll go by Radiarc
I looked at her one last time with pain welling up in my eyes, though I had no regret in my heart. I thought it to be more for her benefit than mine, so without a word, I turned and began to walk. She and I both understood where I was headed, and I knew she wouldn't dare respond for fear of appearing weak, heaven forbid anywhere near as "fragile" as I.
Beyond the weathered remains we called home, there began a path that stretched for many miles, weaving through vast plains full of wildlife and overabundant in perpetually blooming flora, eventually arriving at a massive clearing. It appeared benign, but I felt differently. All of nature, even so far as the sky above, waved softy in uncertainty, in infinity; it was as if I was peering through time itself, bearing witness to a place surpassing comprehension. A sacred place, perhaps, unfathomably far from any mark of civilization...we'd travelled before, but even she, in her seemingly infinite strength, would not go further. She simply looked into the horizon with emptiness in her eyes. Silence permeated the air; the wind stirred softly.
From then, she, as I would later, turned and began to walk. She, like I, said no more from then on. I believe that we'd both arrived at a similar understanding. The void within me longed to find purpose, and led me to that same path. I'll go, because I'm the only one that ever could.
