No one else sees it.

This thing in me.

Even I didn't see it at first.

And then one day, it was there.

A stain I never noticed before.

A tiny fleck of darkness.

Invisible to everyone...

But I could see nothing else.

Until finally I understood that the darkness wasn't some...mark from something I'd done,

some regrettable decision I'd made.

I was shedding my skin.

And the darkness was what was underneath.

It was mine all along.

And I decided how much of it I let into the world.

I tried to do right.

I was faithful, generous, kind...at least in this world.

That has to count for something, right?

I built a wall, and I tried to protect you...and Emily.

But you saw right through it, didn't you?

You're the only one.

And for that, I am truly sorry.

Because...everything you feel is ture.

I don't belong to you.

Or this world.

I belong to another world.

I always have.