Looking down on the ground I wished that I was taking this speech to Mara for the last time. Her disability to trust people with her whole heart put us into situations worse than this, but as long as she continued to look at the world through the bars she created, we would never be able to communicate clearly and flawlessly. Sometimes I even wondered if she trusted me at all.
This time, I had found her in an abandoned lab in the facility, sitting in the cold all by herself. The fear of being abandoned had pushed her away from people, leaving her mentally cripled.
I sat next to her, putting my shawl around her I thought of something sensible to say--but no words came out. I did not know what to tell her, to reassure her she was not alone, that she would never be alone, not anymore. I knew words were never enough, so did she.
Suddenly my old memories rushed in my mind, like a broken old record that kept playing over and over again... after all, Mara and I were not so different at all. We had been abandoned in some point of our lives, and we were trying to find way to deal with it. My way of gaining my trust to people again was dedicating myself to the greater good, to my work in the lab... Resocialization through isolation... Sometimes, in order to understand you are not alone, you need silence and peace of mind to reevaluate your situation and standing in life. However, Mara did not have a chance to do that. All she was given was me, her Observer...
I put my hand in my pocket and took out the long thread of silk thread i carried out. I took Mara's hand. After her usual objections, i wrapped the thread around her luminicent green finger. She looked completely lost.. I smiled at her at wrapped the other end of the thread to my finger "...and now we are connected" I put my spare hand on her head "and nothing, can break this bond, unless you want to."
She looked up in my eyes, which she had not done in a long long time "But we cannot walk around with a thread binding us all the time" I understood what she meant even though she did not need to say a word. I nodded " That is why physical connection is not important..." i let the thread unwind around our fingers and fall to the ground "It is this invisible thread" I drew a line from my heart to hers "that matters..." Her orange eyes were full of questions "This is why you are never alone..."
We sat on the ground and did not speak another word... but this time, I was sure she understood... Mara finally understood noone was going to leave her again... she was never alone...
