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 and
blurred so I look at the flowers instead. Everything seems
slower than
normal 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
hands.
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.