Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 2020complete | Page 377

I will oversee them. But not as they want me too. In my own way. The way mother predicted.
I’ve climbed up to the astronomy tower to finish what I must. I gaze through the telescope at the brightest star.
Mother used to tell us that she would watch us from up there when we didn’t where she was. I will follow her. I
am no fighter. I am no survivor.
Esi Lin was simply and will be an impact, an influence, an inspiration to the heroes. Esi Lin shall cease to exist
because of himself.
I sigh and shut my eyes. This is the best I can do; the best way to nudge them down the right track.
I jump. I plummet. And the world around me fades.