I am sitting in a field
. There are flowers
all around and it is very sunny
. I look into the distance
, but things far away are fuzzy
so I look at the flowers instead. Everything seems slower
and it is a nice relief
. The wind
picks things up and puts them down. I watch it move my hair and I look at my hand
I can sense a Shadow behind me, but whenever I turn, I only catch a glimpse before it moves.
It doesn't scare me, I find it reassuring. I know that it's a game we play. Everytime it outsmarts me (and it always does) I smile and look away. With the Shadow at my back, I stare more closely at the flowers. I feel like I can see a pattern in them. That makes me smile.