Katania

Most people look out from a piece of paper at a random point in space yet some look back at us from a mirror that is suposed to reflect the person in front of it.

You know when you look into a mirror and see someone else? When you've seen another persons eyes held in your own?

Like someone looking back at me through a pool of water that ended in another world I saw Kati, like she was me somewhere else and I couldn't help but feel that she was the first person from this world of ours that ever saw... me... that had ever seen you. I looked into eyes that were supposed to be mine and I saw a sudden knowledge of us, that which we has done, seen, felt... like a link between my existance, your existance and the other worlds we have touched. Suddenly Eliniah linked peripherally to every story I have ever felt and it freaked me out totally.

Sometimes it feels like the only time Kati and myself could do things different was when we weren't looking in that mirror, like if we ever wanted to break from being... us, held in this life of suppressed pain we would both have to break away from this state of being that can span lifetimes, worlds, this existance that is beyond eternity. I looked into a pool of water that existed in so many worlds and wondered what would happen if I took that little step...

But just as I never stepped into the pool to find if she was real, she would never either.

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Kati was walking, wind whispering through the leaves of the birches lining the path. Arms crossed over her chest she shivered slightly in the cool air of the coming twilight. Her throat was closed like before tears came but her eyes were dry and she had nothing to cry about. Looking about she saw the elements of a life she had dreamed about since childhood yet pain still tugged at her heart. She wondered why. Flute music drifted on the air, filling her soul with bittersweet joy. Soft talking and giggling indicated the begining of the forest on the edge of their land, a place of spirits and ghosts, both good and evil. Turning she looked at the manor where she lived, tall, stately, glowing in the sunset. Someone was riding to the gate and she watched as the sillhouette dismounted, running into the stables. Curiosity gnawed at her but she turned away, walking through the dappled golden light beneath the trees to a pool that showed her a world she couldn't quite believe was real.

Taenir loved her and she loved him yet...

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