“What is this?” I ask clasping the item tightly in my hand. I scurry away from him and sit closer to the wall.
“Open it.” Calder brushes the dirt from his uniform as he stands.
I unfold the material into a large square. On it is a drawing. A perfect replica of my father’s painting of the machine. There are no words, no labeled parts, but the machine in its completed form is there. My hands shake as I study it.
“Why?” I whisper.
“Because it wasn’t right.” He lowers himself down the cliff face.
“Wait.” There are so many confused emotions and questions that I don’t know which one to grab. “How did you do this?”
He closes his eyes. “I copied it, but don’t do anything stupid with it. Don’t tell anyone. Keep this for yourself. The machine is gone. Do you understand me?” I nod even though I don’t understand.
“Wait,” I cry out again as he begins his descent down the cliff. “What is this material? Where did you get it from?”
Calder hesitates as his mind races. The struggle is written on his face. In a single drop he’s lowered himself and I can’t see him anymore, but his words travel up to me on the wind.
“It’s from where I live. They call it paper.”
‡ Epilogue ‡
The roar of the tumultuous sea crashing into the rocks mixes with the howling of the wind. I allow myself to be consumed by the noise that matches the raging emotions inside of me.
The paper in my hand flutters against the breeze and I grip it tightly. I’ve been staring at it for hours trying to make sense of it all. Calder is a liar. That much is certain. He did make this for me, and he didn’t have to. I wonder if it’s a trick, a test to see what I’ll do, but he said they weren’t watching me anymore. Then again, I’d only trust that guy as far as I could throw him.
What I do know is that the watchmen aren’t who they say they are. There is no logic to what is happening in my world. It’s scary and confusing. There is no other way to articulate this hollow ache.
If I let myself sit here long enough, maybe I’ll go numb. Then maybe I won’t have to think, but it’s not that easy anymore. There are too many questions and too few answers. I fold the paper and stick it in my pocket.
Then I force myself to climb carefully down the cliff.
*
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