The Separation Strike

I do not know why we were parted, or indeed the exact mechanics of how, but when the lightning struck, we were suddenly two. There was no pain. When the fork came groping down from the clouds it did not hurt me, it did not tear through my body, did not send heat coursing through my veins, did not cause my organs to combust. It rendered me momentarily dizzy, blurred the world for a few moments, during which the separation must have occurred. When my vision clarified, we were two. Certainly, he...