They say that you can never go home again.
They're wrong.
I'd never dreamed things could possibly work out so well. That there would be a way to repair the damage the Academy did. That the reaction to the exposure would be
this dramatic, this world-altering. That everything would be absolved.
There's a long way to go still, I know that. With as much as went wrong, making it right again won't be an easy process. It shouldn't be; if it was, we'd forget too easily the next time a chance came around to meddle. But it's a start. And now I'm in a position to help, really help.
It's not the life I thought I'd wanted. It's so much more than that.