“It’s time to go now, dear,” she started, softly, as I looked up at her.
“Now, you must remember, they are going to try and fill you with anger, and even hatred. They are going to try and fill you with fear, and they are going to try and rob you of your humanity…but you must remember, in even the darkest of moments, I am with you, always,” she explained, smiling gently as she held my hand.

“Is it going to hurt?” I asked.

“It will, yes,” she replied simply.

“Am I going to be okay?” I returned.

“You’re going to be great,” she insisted, still smiling.