Time stands still
Everything that was and will be is frozen as if it was always that way; as if it was never real but a dream you've woken up from. There is only this moment dragging on as if to last forever, maybe its meant to last forever maybe its all meant to be. But what if not, will it drag on anyway just to defy what is right? And if so why? Why does it do such a thing? Will colour and movement return to my world? Or will it remain frozen in this black abyss for ever.
A single snow flake falls from above landing at my feet it melts forming a small puddle, I reach out to touch it but something stops me my hand lands on something solid, as if a thick sheet of glass is blocking my way. My already downcast expression becomes twisted I feel the tears coming but I make no attempt to stop them, they fall from my face slipping through the barrier that I can not pass gathering around the already existent puddle touching it forming a small pool as if to mock me. It's as if light is shining from it igniting it, as if a small flame forever growing, just beyond my reach.
Suddenly I hear a voice small and high pitched in the distance, another person? I contemplate going and finding out but I just can't seem to move away. Suddenly there's a little child running towards me crying with its arms extended, as it gets closer I notice the look of pure desperation on his face and the way he runs, as if every step is towards something important. He couldn't be running towards me, could he? Such a strange child, snow white hair and silver blue eyes a red mark goes down the right side of his face. He stops in front of me tears still falling from its eyes; I wipe away my own and stare at him waiting for some kind of reaction, he seems it's doing the same.
Can't help but notice how familiar this child looks; I've seen him before, but where? I feel as if I should remember, but I don't and it's frustrating! Then his speaks "so you're just going to give up here? Everything you've worked for, years of hard work and training was it all for this?" I stare at him a look of surprise on my face, taken aback by his words, and then I remember! it all comes back to me flooding my mind with memories, the good and bad. I remember everything the black order, innocence and most importantly my friend's I've left behind, this boy to, Allen Walker. The previously strong willed fifteen year old standing before me as a child looking sad and...Somewhat disappointed, I understand why now, the meaning of his words and the look on his face "Kanda are you listening to me?" I am listening but the answer to his question escapes me, is this the end? Was it all for nothing? Did I go through all that just to die at the hands of my child hood friend? My former best buddy?
"There's another way you know, a way to go back, to be with the people you care about" I look up at him hopeful, waiting for him to tell me "sorry I'm not going to make it that easy for you, this is something you have to do on your own, if you want I can stay with you, but that's all, you have to figure this out for yourself". Disappointed but at the same time feeling as if a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders I stand looking down at me "and what happens if I don't, what if I can't do this?" he sighs looking up at me "then I will cease to exist and you will be forever trapped alone in this waste land, after all I am merely an illusion created by your subconscious, you wanted me there with you so I came to you to be at your side" I reach out to touch his hair but my hand passes straight through him "as I said before I am an illusion I am not real" slightly let down I turn around and start walking Allen follows, I hope I find some kind of clue soon, I need to get out of here if i stay here much longer ill go crazy!
