Locked in Time.
By Numnut
29 May 2004

Ice.

Locked in time.

If he had known, he may have chosen another option.

Even though there wasn’t one.

The field had crawled across his skin, wrapped around his mind, and frozen thought, locking everything into place. Chilling in more ways than one.

Locked in time.

If he had known, he might have closed his eyes.

Even though he couldn’t have.

She had reached for him. Her eyes wide, denial and fear on her face. She had never touched him, nor had he her. They couldn’t. And the field took him, calming the ocean of memories, the hurricane of knowledge pummeling his mind, slowing everything down to a stop. An idle, a stasis.

Locked in time.

If he had known, it wouldn’t have mattered.

Even though it was all that mattered.

Because if there was one memory he would choose to be imprisoned in, it would be a memory of her. And as she reached for him, never touching, blue eyes glistening with worry, his mind froze.

And she was the last thing he saw.

And all that he saw.

Locked in time.

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FIN.