Author's notes: Ok re-writing this story lots!
Prologue
She was an enigma to me, always was. Now she's left there's a hole that there never was before. She frustrated me and yet at the same time she was ever so clear cut. We thought we knew what she was, and then she surprised us. Always surprising us at every turn. Did nothing she didn't want to. Always cool to the point of annoying.
Everyone misses her now she's gone. Time has passed, and yet no one seems to mark its passing as they did so diligently before. Time is an endless eternity that becomes increasingly more boring as you go along. But she made time interesting. She always appeared when we least expected it; she kept us on our feet. I remember her well.
Whatever she is, wherever she is, be she dead or alive, she is gone. Time is now passing slowly, dragging, with no more games to play, no more whispers of silent fears amongst the fledglings. Yes I miss her, so would you if you had met her.
The fault is mine. We fought over her, and she left. She left as summer leaves; it was bound to happen at some point, when we no longer needed her. And yet unlike summer she never came back again.
How many times have we listened for her? Looked for her? In vain. She is gone and never coming back. Listen to me you know nothing of her, let me enlighten you. She was the single most capable woman of confusing me within a few moments. And yet for all that we were friends, and good ones at that. She vowed to protect me. And protect me she did, though from more than I was ever aware. Most of all she protected me from myself.
Author's notes: R&R please.