Rain falls outside my home. The patter of the drops lulls me into a dreamlike-state...I stare at the scraps of paper strewn about the floor. They form a mosaic of my life, their colors almost like stained glass. So many stories told in those pages, so many hidden from view and were never told...
The grey clouds of dawn spoke of a rainy day as Morrigan stood on one of the beachs in Talos watching the waves wash away the letter to her gradmother. The powers she could no longer controll had almost ended her life. She rubed the wristband that kept her alive, wishing there was another way. This felt like giving up, letting go of all that she had acomplished; letting everyone believe her dead. Starting over again as a 'normal' was something she hadn't planned for. At least she was able to shift her accounts to her new name. She glanced across the waves she'd never fly over again towards the islands to the north. Bittersweet memories of victories and defeats at the hands of the denziens there flashed through her mind. Turning, she saw, in the distance, another of the many roaming groups of thugs she'd fought many a time. Fire flashed in her eyes and she almost started towards them, ready for a fight. A gentle hand rested lightly on her shoulder stopping her.
"No more Luv. We've other duities to attend to now. Like getting married. Or had you forgotten our appointment with the priest?" He turned her to face away from the thugs and towards himself. "Will everyone who knows be there?"
"Yes. All of my friends in Pax will be there. They aren't too happy with my choices lately, but they will be there Seaghan. Will Molly and Polly be there?"
"Maybe. I left without saying farewell, as I said I would." He looked off into the distance. "Should we go back to the Isle? To pay respects to the rest of the family, that is." Seaghan looked down at her tear streaked face and softly wiped one away. "It would be a fresh start there, if'n we've a mind to stay. Nothing holding us here now. We've burned bridges, important and powerful ones. We can live like we spoke of during that last wonderful summer. Shall we?"
"Lets." Morrigan kissed the fingers which trembled, slightly, from fear of change. "Grams would want that."
She entwined her fingers into his and they left behind the remnants of her letter. As they walked off towards their new life, the waves pulled away exposing this last line:
"...and with that Morrigan Fay and Philosopher's Stone died Grams. Mori and Seaghan live again, just like that summer so long ago. We love you."
Fin
Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life !
GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax
Memories...
Rain falls outside my home. The patter of the drops lulls me into a dreamlike-state...I stare at the scraps of paper strewn about the floor. They form a mosaic of my life, their colors almost like stained glass. So many stories told in those pages, so many hidden from view and were never told...
The grey clouds of dawn spoke of a rainy day as Morrigan stood on one of the beachs in Talos watching the waves wash away the letter to her gradmother. The powers she could no longer controll had almost ended her life. She rubed the wristband that kept her alive, wishing there was another way. This felt like giving up, letting go of all that she had acomplished; letting everyone believe her dead. Starting over again as a 'normal' was something she hadn't planned for. At least she was able to shift her accounts to her new name. She glanced across the waves she'd never fly over again towards the islands to the north. Bittersweet memories of victories and defeats at the hands of the denziens there flashed through her mind. Turning, she saw, in the distance, another of the many roaming groups of thugs she'd fought many a time. Fire flashed in her eyes and she almost started towards them, ready for a fight. A gentle hand rested lightly on her shoulder stopping her.
"No more Luv. We've other duities to attend to now. Like getting married. Or had you forgotten our appointment with the priest?" He turned her to face away from the thugs and towards himself. "Will everyone who knows be there?"
"Yes. All of my friends in Pax will be there. They aren't too happy with my choices lately, but they will be there Seaghan. Will Molly and Polly be there?"
"Maybe. I left without saying farewell, as I said I would." He looked off into the distance. "Should we go back to the Isle? To pay respects to the rest of the family, that is." Seaghan looked down at her tear streaked face and softly wiped one away. "It would be a fresh start there, if'n we've a mind to stay. Nothing holding us here now. We've burned bridges, important and powerful ones. We can live like we spoke of during that last wonderful summer. Shall we?"
"Lets." Morrigan kissed the fingers which trembled, slightly, from fear of change. "Grams would want that."
She entwined her fingers into his and they left behind the remnants of her letter. As they walked off towards their new life, the waves pulled away exposing this last line:
"...and with that Morrigan Fay and Philosopher's Stone died Grams. Mori and Seaghan live again, just like that summer so long ago. We love you."
Fin
Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax