Some things are not meant to be. But some are. Who is to tell which is which? Some episodes speed away. But some take their time. They are like the late bloom. A seed fell on a dirty sidewalk. It got trampled on. Again and again. It was not paid attention to. Nothing was expected [...]
One last step and she would be off the cliff. "I fall or I fly," she breathed. The good part was she was born with wings.
Hell broke loose and fire rained down. But this was the road that would lead to her dream. So she thought, "Bring it on!"
When she was with him, he didn't care. When she flew by, he started madly chasing her. He could be anyone. She was Time.