“I catch only a glimpse of what might have been.
The gold spark I longed to touch.
Always trying to focus on where it is going to.
Tears fall down my face, as I am reminded there is still feeling within me.
Alas, the monsters hand is finally upon my back.
It rests, I have but a moment.
I have learnt too late that there is never a reason to jump, just a reason to stay.
But I hesitated too long. I made my decision too late.
And, it is with a gentle push, that I am gone.”
A letter written by Gold Leaf – found by Emeline.