I settled on the wall, transforming into human shape as I touched down. Instead of proceeding inside immediately, I leaned over the stone and looked down at the lush, green grass of the meadow, the happily burbling river. My actions had woken the sleeping plane many years ago, the downfall of Belaisle and the Dark prophecy allowing this place to wake at last. Max’s presence didn’t surprise me. Nor did his heavy silence as he joined me in looking out over the thriving plane. You worry I’ve forgotten who I was. He was right. It was easy to forget. The woman you were, he sent, soft and contemplative, shaped this Universe in ways even I could not have foreseen. And I fear her loss is our loss. I turned to face him, shocked, a little hurt. You begrudge me this happiness? He, of all people, who’d lived more lifetimes than any other in all creation. Surely he understood. Never, he sent, diamond eyes more beautiful, more vibrant, color intensity increasing with his emotional state. But with each passing day, I fear for our Universe. He looked out again, tall and powerful and so still he looked like a shining statue. When he spoke out loud, I jumped slightly. “You have earned happiness, Syd. But you must know the Universe isn’t done with you yet.” Happy Monday! :)
Posted on: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 21:15:47 +0000
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