Stories and unpublished poems
Seeing
Most people think the unknown is the most terrifying thing, but knowing is much worse. The catastrophes stretch out before your vision, and you can only watch what you know is inevitable.
He watched George, and wanted to intervene. That was a useless gesture. The few times that he had tried in the past, he only changed the outcome temporarily. What was woven seemed eventual.
What was woven was never good, and he wondered why he didn't just try to run from it all and hide in the wilderness? He would still see everything, but might feel less guilty since he was not right there. The tragedy seemed more real when he saw with his eye the very human suffering. Even with all of his long years, it never grew easier.
His feet pushed him on almost against his will. They carried him to the spot where he would have to watch the scene play out, where he would be helpless to change the outcome.
