“I don’t know if I can let you go,” said Kyra.

“There is nothing real to let go, only that which is unreal,” responded Kieran.

Kyra tightened her grip.

Kieran continued. “We are as two fishes swimming in the same ocean forever bound by the very fabric of life.”

“But why must you leave? Why can’t you stay, stay in this reality and help me?”

“Time.”

Kyra looked puzzled, “Time?”

“You really don’t know do you?”

“Know what?”

Kieran smiled.

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