All Will Be Revealed: Part II

Now or never, I thought. Taking a deep breath, I noticed a wide-eyed kid in a purple tutu smiling at me from their mother’s side. The little ones always seemed to know—maybe not exactly what I was, but that I was...something. I smiled back, winked, and raised both hands. Now.

The mother looked at me, with a curious expression on her face, and said, "Do I know you?" The child laughed.

She didn’t, of course. Couldn’t. But the mask I’d worn here had always seemed familiar to people—both a blessing and a curse. As the gateway’s shimmering iridescence expanded between us, I realized I might actually miss being...approachable. With a wry smile, I stepped through.