Marie Brennan - [BCS288 S02] - Sankalpa (html) Page 2
But for Bhishma, the time had come. On the first day of Uttarayana, he breathed out for the final time and passed into the heavens.
And I too had my release. Not from the wheel of rebirth, but from the chains that had bound me since the moment Bhishma swept me into his chariot. Whatever would come next—whether I rejoined the rest of my soul as a cursed and inhospitable river, was reborn as a rakshasa, or did penance as an animal for lifetimes to come—I was, at last, at peace.
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