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bloodsong1) wrote2004-04-12 02:20 pm
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Shades of a Promise
Twilight. Witching time, as my mother would say. I understand that better now. When I was little, I'd look out my window and see if I could spy shadows flying across the moon, or lights dancing in our back yard. I saw the lights more often.
Now, it's still a magic time, but magical in a different way. And because it is, I'm going to attempt the contact. I've settled my affairs, protected my honor and hopefully will save my academic and professional life. Dr. Takasoma understood, as did the Drs. Reid. They were disappointed, but respected my stand. I won't be blacklisted. Dr. Takasoma even went so far as to purchase my plane tickets and inform Kenji of my arrival time. He's a wonderful man. I'm going to miss him.
It's time.
'Are you ready, Wind Song?'
'Yes.' Windsong closed her notebook and tucked it into her backpack. Smiling at Riane, she lay back on her hotel bed and closed her eyes.
'Lexx.' Windsong reached out, picturing Lexx in her head. She felt something shift, then a door appeared in her mind. "Shira Lexx" was on a black nameplate hanging on a bent nail. The door itself was a mottled red with a black handle. Windsong took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Now, it's still a magic time, but magical in a different way. And because it is, I'm going to attempt the contact. I've settled my affairs, protected my honor and hopefully will save my academic and professional life. Dr. Takasoma understood, as did the Drs. Reid. They were disappointed, but respected my stand. I won't be blacklisted. Dr. Takasoma even went so far as to purchase my plane tickets and inform Kenji of my arrival time. He's a wonderful man. I'm going to miss him.
It's time.
'Are you ready, Wind Song?'
'Yes.' Windsong closed her notebook and tucked it into her backpack. Smiling at Riane, she lay back on her hotel bed and closed her eyes.
'Lexx.' Windsong reached out, picturing Lexx in her head. She felt something shift, then a door appeared in her mind. "Shira Lexx" was on a black nameplate hanging on a bent nail. The door itself was a mottled red with a black handle. Windsong took a deep breath and knocked on the door.