§ From the Shadow's Valley

§ ≡ A section of  The Pilot's Saga { Chapter 3.1 « Chapter 3.2 » T•of•C }

For though from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

She's kept no memento of their love affair. For the truly compassionate can ill afford to indulge in cheap sentimentality. Still, from the brownstone she departs into the January darkness cloaked only in a bomber jacket — too light (but in its own way perfect) for the occasion. She was methodically perusing accounts from trusted sources of the day's wroth fury when the urgent message came. She is to meet her handler at Casca's within the hour.