70 For we are taught to love and pity our
enemies, to respect their women and children. NEVER do we intentionally
bomb the innocent.
71 What else can we do but tell this man that we understand and we
forgive him? We are sorry for the pain that he is enduring, that we
sincerely hope he finds peace. For some of us it will be hard, but for
him I put up my hand and say 'Peace. Gentle journey.''
72 He sat down, still holding up his hand, and one by one every hand
rose until there was not one person that did not give their consent.
73 "'So you may tell this man we forgive him, and that we hope he either
gets well, or passes gently to that Other World, and finds peace.'"
74 Gray Boar folded the letter. "That's all," he sighed.
75 "What more could there be?" the man answered. "Bless your people!
Bless them one and all! Excuse me, I must sleep."
76 That night Gray Boar was awakened by a strange sound; children's
laughter. He sat up to see the young soldier of The Oneness standing at
the foot of his bed. He was not covered in bandages, but wearing a neat
uniform. All around him were a group of children, two of the larger
ones holding his hands! "Don't be afraid," the children were saying,
"They let us come get you. It's a very nice place. You'll like it, and
you can help take care of us until we're babies again."
77 "You're truly not mad at me?" the man asked.
78 "We were at first," said one little girl, "but not any more. Come
on! We'll hold your hand. You won't get lost!"
79 They walked down the hall and through the doors, but the doors did
not open, they simply walked through them!