It all happens in an instant.  My mind is now having difficulty keeping pace with the activities.  I latch onto Chloe as my anchor against the tides of change.  We exchange deep looks and meaningful 'I love you' to each other.  I have made my choice and with that choice, set in motion one of the scenarios envisioned.  This one will sacrifice Chloe and myself at some point likely, but our daughter will go on and by going on, save the world.  I fill empty and exhilirated all at the same time..<br/><br/>A knock on the door.  Its Huguette.  Circe and someone known as the "Eldest" have arrived and we have been summoned to meet them.<br/><br/>We don our robes.  Chloe ties the sash in an intricate knot.  At the doorway to the Day Room, Huguette greets us.<br/><br/>“I told them you would bring Caoimhe. The thought you would protect her by not.”<br/><br/>… we remove our sandals … put up our hoods …<br/><br/>“From this moment on, we protect each other at all times. We will always be together.” replies Chloe.<br/><br/>Huguette opens the door and announces us as we respectfully enter.  I feel so overwhelmed right now.  I stay close to Chloe.<br/><br/>“Carlotta, Circe, Chloe and Caoimhe.”<br/><br/>I feel my mind instantly opened and read.  I was powerless to stop it, even had I wanted.  But, I have nothing to hide.  Now Carlotta, the Eldest knows all about me.<br/><br/>We approach her and she speaks in a voice that warms me....I feel love in her voice....<br/><br/>“Welcome Chloe. Welcome Caoimhe too. Please, sit. Water for our guests please, Huguette.”<br/><br/>In a few moments, my Insight is directed to Huguette. She acts as a translator of sorts.  My own Insight being to immature to grasp the speed and depth of the conversation with no words, between Chloe and Carlotta.  I sit respectfully and listen.<br/><br/>Chloe continues....shows them Isis, a new language, the future, the strife and most importantly, the hope and the vision of a saved world.<br/><br/>The dialogue slows down.  I can now listen myself without the buffering of Huguette (who I send my thanks to)<br/><br/>“You are right to have shared, Chloe. I will take your gift and tomorrow I will share with you what I know from where I sit. Now it is dinnertime. Will you two lovely children share my table? There will be others there who you need to know and they you.”<br/><br/>Carlotta speaks to Chloe.....I am not allowed to hear....Chloe gasps, others smile...I hold her hand, like a small child in a strange setting..<br/><br/>“Let’s take Carlotta to dinner, dear. All is well.” Chloe verbalizes to me.<br/><br/>We go to have dinner with Carlotta, Circe, Huguette and several other women.  One woman looks at me with great suspicion.  Obviously, she too, has picked up on my genetic composition.   I guess even in unity of cause there is suspicion of those who are different?  I can accept this.<br/><br/>Dinner is at 7.  Precisely two hours and fourteen minutes later, the Moon is in the exact epigee from Salem.  The bonfire is lit.  No torches are used, no gasoline or fire accelerants.  With a look from Carlotta, the perfectly triangular stack of wood bursts into flames.  The Sisters all pull their hoods over their faces and walk to the edge of the flame.  I join them.  We are so close to the flames that we, too, should crumple from the heat and have our clothes burned away.<br/><br/>Instead, we calmly join hands.  No heat disturbs us.  The flames are gigantic and struggle to reach the sky.  The Sisters begin a chant.  I join in, knowing what to say, but not knowing what I am saying.<br/><br/>At the precise moment, we all drop our hands to our sides, go down on both knees and look to the heavens.<br/><br/>The Moon appears to be exactly overhead.  Time seems to stop.  The flames freeze in mid burn.  A faraway voice is singing the sweetest song Ive ever heard.<br/><br/>Then it passes.  The bonfire resumes a normal burning and glowing.  The heat is felt and we all wander back away from it.  One by one the Sisters come by.  They kiss Chloe on the cheek.  They kiss me on the forehead.  When the last sister, Carlotta, kisses us, Chloe leads me to our bedroom.  It is time.<br/><br/>We take off our robes.  We are clean, not soot, no sweat, only a faint aroma of wildflowers.   We lie down in bed and hold each other....kissing....caressing....loving.....<br/><br/>Chloe looks at me...<em>"I love you Chloe"</em>gushes from my heart....<br/><br/>Using Insight for strength, I easily achieve my last erection.  I allow my passion, my love, and my devotion to Chloe pour from me and into her.  The act is over quickly....Our love just magnified itself infinitely.<br/><br/>