The Other Side
by: writejason
Interlude
The old crone looked down her long nose at Taur. Her wrinkly hands balled into fists and her knuckles cracked. Her eyes squeezed into slits and venom was spread over the bigger man. Her voice wheezed out, old, but strong.
"You make sure it is found, Taur, or you will pay."
Taur, visibly shaking, nodded vigorously. "Yes, my lady, it will be found."
She sneered and turned on her heel and slowly disappeared. The man visibly relaxed and his shoulders slumped. He set his forehead to the grass and muttered what appeared to be mumbled prayers. And threats. A few moments he rose to his feet and glanced around.
His movement brought me back to my body and I became aware of my surroundings. I slowly eased myself away from my vantage point and when I felt I had gotten far enough away, I turned on my heel and sprinted off.
Feeling infinitely more exhilarated that I had in recent times, my sprint became a blur. My breath came out in gasps as I felt the wind move through me. I broke the barrier between nature and man and my footsteps echoed throughout the forest, where the Pidgeys chatter was previously the only inhabitant.
I exploded into a clearing and my sprint became slowed. I stopped and felt the grass crunch under my shoes. Looking around I saw rays of the reddening horizon make peace and fight through the foliage. A tree stump invited my seating, and I obliged.
Immediately my hand shot to my pocket where the minimized pokeball was resting. I took it out and let sit in the middle of my palm. The sun shone off of it and my breath turned shallow, though not from fatigue.
Finally in my hands was the ability. In my hands was a future. In my hands was my future. Suddenly a nervous grin broke across my face and I threw the pokeball into the air.