Inspired by Galatians 2:20-21: “I have been crucified with Christ, and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. So the life I now live in the body, I live because of the faithfulness of the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. I do not set aside God’s grace, because if righteousness could come through the law, then Christ died for nothing!” [New English Translation]
For the next few months, she is restlessly trying to devise a plan to breach the invisible Barrier, and entertains herself by watching the children, as the individuals gathered by the pond were calling themselves, skip together, play together, and laugh together. Every day, as she watches the children laugh together she thinks to herself: Together. What a strange word. I wonder what it truly means. I wonder if any of those children would ever want to laugh together with me? She smiles to herself. She knows it is only a fantasy and an especially improbable reality, but she makes it a dream of hers; to truly understand the meaning of the word.
The next day, the strangest thing happens to her. One of the children breaches the invisible Barrier; a little boy, who always wears a certain blue scarf. She wanders through to the area that is on the little girl’s side of the barrier. He spots the little girl, sitting behind the bushes. The little girl seems, to the wanderer, to be intently waiting for someone or something important.
“Is there something you’re looking for?” Asks the wanderer, as he is standing directly behind the little girl. The little girl lets out a slight gasp, screams, and falls on her back in shock. The wanderer apologizes: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. It’s just that the expression on your face really intrigues me, I’ve never seen anyone so focused on anything before.” In regard to the Blackness, the wanderer asks, “What is this place? I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“I’ve been calling it the Blackness, and I’ve never known much else.” Replies the little girl. The wanderer seems puzzled but does not question any further.
“Who are you?” Asks the little girl.
The wanderer replies: “Oh, no one special. I’m just a wanderer; I shouldn’t be here for long; you needn’t worry about me.” From this, a great friendship is begun.
“Oh, I see. Well, I’m actually trying to find my way out of here, so that I can get to that pond over there.” Explains the little girl.
“I don’t understand,” says the wanderer, “the pond is not far from here, and is less than an hour’s walk.”
“Yes, but I cannot get past the Barrier,” replies the little girl.
“What barrier?” questions the wanderer.
“Here, let me show you,” says the little girl. She brings the wanderer to the place where the Barrier is, and attempts to breach it, but cannot. The wanderer understands and is willing to help.