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In Between Minds: Reverberations

Walking was far from my favorite activity, it left me too much time to think about myself. At the time boredom was my greatest enemy. While I mechanically paralleled the tracks hoping that the next train would come soon, I poked, prodded and did tests in my own head.

I concluded that I was strong, much stronger than I remembered and the skills I had learned had been tested over the last week. Still, there was a part of me that was off limits; a place I dared not go.

Darkness shielded a portion of my mind from view and I was afraid to go further. The only other part of me that I was aware of, lurked there, nursing her wounds. At least that’s what I thought she was doing. I wondered if she had gained anything from Val’s sacrifice. We were divided, but exactly how divided were we? The question was frightening because I had no answer for it. Every once in a while the dark spot trembled, as if troubled by hidden activity, but inevitably it would fall silent again after a few minutes; my own private earthquake.

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