Siegfried That is not it, she said, that is not what I meant at all. Might I step back then? he said, Behind the line that I just crossed? The invisible barrier we both knew was there but chose to see through - it couldn't hold me forever and I finally dared to step forward to lay at your feet on the threshing floor. May we return, you and I, to the days when I would glean from flaxen fields of grain until the end of day beneath vermilion dusk? No, the gate has closed behind you, she said, and all has changed going forward, behind you is a blurry mess, and here is searing clarity. This is where I'm supposed to be, you run along. No! he said, I didn't know I'd make it so far, I don't know how to go on! Arrival was the battle, how unjust that I should take the field just to make my grave here. I cannot bear the shame, my armor cannot hide me and my sword is dulled. Poor man, I say, who won't meet tomorrow like he received today. How wasteful, how profane. Slaying a wyrm to become a worm all the same.