"I have no wish to forget."

Lethe’s face, indescribable face, for no one ever remembered what Lethe looked like, stared down at my own.  "By forgetting, you release your burdens, you release so much pain.  I know."

I had searched, to forget my failures, forget all I had done, or not done.

"You came to unburden yourself of worldly troubles."

I glanced to those who watched from the edges.  Empty of emotion; they stood unaware.

I did not want to be like them.  Years ago, when I held my dying girl in my hands, felt her life slip away from mine, then I wanted what Lethe offered now.  The search sustained me, drove me to wake in the morning.

My memories, held much good: her smile, the morning light dancing in her eyes as she danced around the room.

"I have no wish to forget," I said, leaving unremembered Lethe.