A/N: This is the second drabble I'm posting tonight (just in case you've missed the previous one).
Timeline: after season 3.
Time
Time is unredeemable. She fights it hard, trying to fit in as many things as possible in one day, in one week.
Time is dangerous too, her fifteen-year-old self reminds her occasionally. When her parents disappeared, it would have been so easy to give in, to sink into a semi-catatonic state and just let everything slip by effortlessly, until she somehow found herself an old-aged woman with nothing to leave behind.
She didn't. Instead, she fights time – not like other women do, with face creams and plastic surgery, but with her intellect and her heart.
One day, it may not be enough. One day, she will feel old. Until then, she continues to brave the tide.
That's it for tonight – back to How I Measure My Time. I know I still owe so many people a reply to their very kind reviews, and I'm off to do that now.
In the meantime, thanks for reading and please review!