rating: PG / K+
genre: general
summary: In ponderings at water's edge, only one thing is certain.
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She stands at the edge of the pond and ponders, staring at her reflection and thinking of all the meanings and uses that water could be.
Life.
And death.
Ebb.
And flow.
A treasure for a thirsty man, the downfall of a drowning man. Reflection for those that sought to meditate and soothe troubled spirits, escape for those that sought the release of life.
It is the last on her mind as she steps closer to the edge. Water laps at the vibrant silk of kimono, darkening the material as she steps further in.
"Mama! Mama! Where are you?"
A child's cry - high-pitched and terrified - halts her. In the distance she can see a small flash of white and red darting around in frantic search and knows, if she were closer, she would see fear and tears in golden eyes that mirror those of a beloved presence now forever lost to their lives. And she wavers, on the edge of choice, caught between images of golden eyes of the past and those of the present and future.
"Mama!" The terrifed cry comes again. "Where are you?"
And so her choice is made.
"Inuyasha!" she cries out and makes her presence known. "I'm here!"
Slowly, she turns away from the pond. With a tired sigh, sadness in her smile and ache in her gaze, she makes her way towards her child, each step carrying further away from the pond and a resolution that still wavers.
Only one thing is certain.
Today will not be the day that she dies.