"we know far less than led to believe..."

...and then his eyes shifted and settled into recess, his words trailing off, as if to become yet another fleeting fact, fading to fiction in the autumn air. I watched him, fixated on his gaze, as he immersed himself in whatever was unfolding, materializing, in his mind. I worried, albeit briefly, that everything was finally catching up to him, that maybe somehow this man, this indestructible being, the epitome of strength and selflessness I'd come to idolize, to emulate, to cherish, to love, had finally broken under the weight of it all. We sat there for a few minutes more. I let the moment envelope me like sunlight, hoping that it wouldn't be the last.