A.N: This is what happens when I get the strange urdge to write when I should be doing History homework. I haven't done anything in this style for a while, so it's nice to go back into it. :) A nice drabble/discription thingy for you to read. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I wish for many things, and some of them come true. Owning this isn't one of them.
Perhaps, just once, she would give into her destiny. Dip her feet in the icy cold waters of change and watch the ripples begin to form, spread out into something new and unexpected, something different.
Maybe, but not yet.
She's not ready to take the jump. She's still standing warily at the beginning of the bridge looking down to the valley below. What if she falls? One wrong step and everything could collapse and fall apart.
Irreparable.
But she knows that if she never takes that first, tentative step onto the wooden panels of the bridge, she'll never be able to see what sights await her at the end, behind the hill of time that just offers a teasing glimpse of could be and what if.
There's no other way of crossing to the other side, this she knows. She's spent many hours trying to find another solution. One day though, her curiosity will get the better of her. She'll watch him look over the same bridge with eyes twinkling and expression joyful. He'll examine it for a moment, studying the route across and craning his own neck to see what lies beyond the horizon.
Then he'll turn to her, grinning like always.
Why don't we go there?
And she'll let him take her hand and lead her there, into that horizon of unknown promises and untold dreams.
But not just yet.
A.N: Reviews would be luverly. :)
