Epilogue
ATOM GIRL
The world was made of ice and fire, darkness and a light so intense it seared… not my eyes. I didn’t have eyes now. I was atoms.
A rush of something pressed close. Stop, I thought. You’ll shake my atoms apart.
Atoms?
Yes, atoms.
Who are you? The presence came closer, and an image of a sea monster brushing by the side of a tiny ship appeared in my thoughts. Not that I should have thoughts. I was atoms, right?
I’m Atom Girl, I answered. I think I’m a superhero.
I think you’re a silly, reckless soul, a familiar voice said. The tone was full of anger, but also wonder. It’s you. Here.
Rumple?
Yes, Little Sacrifice?
Great Sacrifice, I corrected, only slightly offended. A shock of pain bounced between all my parts. It felt like I was watery pudding, and he was stirring me with a blade. Stop mixing up my atoms. It hurts.
I’m trying to heal you. He sang for a while, one of my favorite songs, while my atoms squished around uncomfortably. What have you done, little one? Why are you here?
I guessed your name, I replied, my atoms not wanting to tell him all that had happened in Sanctuary. Had to come and tell you. Remember what you said you’d give me if I guessed it?
A wash of desire and despair.
And what do you think my name is? His voice was rough.
Seraphiel, silly.