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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lichtenhart" data-source="post: 2455648" data-attributes="member: 761">Simon stops, wondering what could build such a wall with no doors, and what it was meant to lock inside.Pain, he thinks. This wall is probably made of pain. Maybe the pain of a loss. It looks like a mourning that was never resolved, never allowed to see the sun. If I'm right, this is definitely something I can relate with.He goes right to the wall, and touches the black bones with both his hands. Then he begins digging deep within himself, looking for a lost pain, he clings to an image he's seen many times in his nightmares, the image of a storm, big black clouds swirling around, and a lightning bolt that strikes and destroys the wing of a small white plane that starts spiralling down, and crashes violently on black rocks, while a hungry fire devours all. He digs out the pain he felt for his parents' loss, and how unjust and unfair it still feels even after so many years, and after his life has changed. He just hopes that if he could match the pain the wall is meant to keep inside, he'll be able to step through, and to help Percival from within.If I'm right, that's what is holding him back. How could he love Gwinneth and the child, if he's afraid he could put them through the same pain he suffered himself? I have to free him from this pain he keeps locked within, and show him that no love go waste, that his love will protect and look after them even when he'll be no longer around.</blockquote>

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