"A Colossal Mistake/Miracle"

A soft sigh escaped her lips in the brisk cold morning air, while it blew streamers of hair it caught behind her. She couldn't. It' wouldn't. No. But Jen-ari had told her. She stared at her feet a second in the strokes forward and backwards they took on the roller skates across the street tar and rocks barely even feeling it. Her eye closed as she kept going in a steady flow, the cars' blaring horns very close and squeals of tires even closer.

SpellSong barely heard any of it.

The distance she was crossing was becoming shorter, and she didn't even need her eyes to tell her where she was headed now. The bus trip for a while had been a small bore and she was more then annoyed and a bit edgier than normal now. Opening her eyes she straightened her back looking up again as she began to gain on a large truck chugging along in an other lane at a pretty median speed, and clasped her hands behind her back bending her knees and starting to race after it.

Fine me. Jen-ari. Patty-Patch. Rejar. Find you. Baby. Lover. Mother.

Clearing her mind she concentrated only on the handle, her eyes squinting against rushing air coming at her before she zagged in front of a car not even looking at the driver as he honked and then started cussing out his window at her. In long fast strokes she continued to go towards it, she would have been proud. Her minds whispered softly, I still remember her lessons.

I still remember her.

Her finger curled around the back handle to the truck and she turned around simply hanging on balanced on one roller skate at the moment. Simply and beautiful as they were; her normal boots with silver wheels attached to them now. She released another sigh as she watched a sign go by. This was a bad idea. A very bad idea. Very, very, very, very bad idea. She looked toward the car behind her now where there was a strict looking man in a business suite looking completely tense.

Traffic was too thick for him to move away.

SpellSong met his eyes a few seconds hers -a soft blue silver- a wary color if anything for her. His were a dark worried deep brown. She gave him a half-sympathetic smile and blew him a kiss on her fingers before the truck began to move lanes again to the side, and she realized she was walking into impending doom coming shortly soon. There were only five people she'd never deny, only two of the were alive at home. Only two were alive now. One on each was the same, but separately there was only one person - who was only in this time- that could effect her to the core.

Only because I love you.

Because

~*You*~

Loved

*~Me~*.