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There was nothing but truth in her voice. Still, I said, “Even if it made an impact on this life?”
“Will me knowing this change whatever bad thing it caused?”
No. I supposed it wouldn’t.
I shook my head.
“Then I forgive you, and I don’t wanna know.” She wrapped her arms around my neck, coming in for a tighter embrace. “Okay?”
I looped my arms tight around her and held her close to me. “Okay, baby.”
I guessed that was that. For now, at least. One of these days, she may need to know. If we encountered Lux, he’d tell her before I did, and I couldn’t let that happen. But she’d already spent the morning watching herself and her children die.
She wanted to forgetthatand focus onthis.
I didn’t blame her. I did too.
All I wanted was to hold her, somehow accept what those memories had shown me, and forget about death and grief for a while.
As I held her, though, that conversation with Micah ran circles around my head.
Einstein said matter and energy were two sides of the same coin. Matter was volume, something that took up space, while energy was what moved matter. Science said energy and matter could not be created nor destroyed, only transformed from one form to another.
Standing beside my daughter’s crib, gazing at my son in his on the other side of the room, holding my wife in my arms for the first time in a millennium, I found comfort in that fact.
The matter and energy that comprised Véa and Nix, and all the other par animarum, hadn’t died, not really.
It only transformed.
Death wasn’t real. Death was taught as finite, but that perspective was too narrow. Such laws were decided by people who only saw with a magnifying glass when they needed a telescope.
Matter transforms, and energy transfers, but nothing ever truly dies.
Everyone, and everything, is infinite.
