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Time is a strange thing. A decade can pass by in a series of uneventful episodes and yet, unexpectedly, an irresistible force can storm into view and in two weeks, impossible occurrences can take place. Things you cannot imagine happening in a million years.
Curtain Rises.
The Kite Runner.
Prologue
I woke up before daybreak that day and I sat on the tilted roof of my bedroom, watching the sun rise, peeking over the great snow-capped mountains, turning the gray sky into a swirl of colors, while the rest of the city still slept. I had been wanting to sleep a little longer too, but couldn't. Amaya crept up besides me, huddled in a sweater too big for her, wearing one of the many woolen caps she had.
"It's so cold," she whispered, rubbing her hands together. But then she fell silent as she followed my gaze to the rising sun, now a red disk half visible over the horizon, giving the earth warmth, joy and a reason for living.
"You're leaving?" I asked her after a while, even though I was fully aware of the answer.
"Yes," she nodded grimly, "but I'm glad I came."
There was a long silence.
"I'll be back." She said at last. I tore my gaze away from the clouds, which the sun had turned into red embers, making the sky look as if it were on fire, and smiled at her.
"Curious thing, time is," I mumbled, "linking lives so separate and distant."
She pondered over my words, looking startled and rather puzzled. Then her face lit up with a smile, "Kismet, Onii-Chan," she whispered, "Kismet."
Curtain Drops.
A/N: I've been wanting to write this for quite some time now. It's gonna be a family fic basically, with lots of emoness, and Christmas spirit thrown in so buckle up and enjoy the ride!
