Fragments Gallery
Turmoil
Patiently I wait on the hill as thunder booms in the distance. The sky has threatened to open up for the past quarter hour, but as of yet I had not felt a hint of the rain it promised. So I remain sitting in the darkness waiting to see the lights illuminate the night sky; waiting to see an aurora borealis.
The scent of rain flows past my face, carried by the silent wind. It seemed this was to be a race I thought; a race between the coming rain and the streams of colour I wished to see in the night sky. Instead all I see are the rolling clouds in the darkness, floating so high above. Soon they would clear; soon I would be able to see past them. Until then I would continue to wait.
Idly I wondered which would come first; would the clouds clear to let me see the lights? Instead would they pour rain down upon me? Regardless of the rain I would stay to see the lights, but I had no wish to remain in the cold and wet for too long.
Already I have been waiting for what feels like hours, although some rational part of my mind tells me that I can't have been here for that long. Something is on my mind making the time stretch out. I know what is bothering me, and it is not the wait.
Several nights before I had been asked a question that caught me off guard. She had asked, "Do you love her? You spend so much time together."
After some consideration I had answered truthfully, "Yes."
You had better act she told me. All of your excuses for not talking to her are worthless. None of that matters.
I had laughed it off at the time but now... Now I know that she spoke true. If I don't speak to here I will regret it for the rest of my life, I know that. But I also know that if I do speak to her it could end badly as well.
What I do know is she makes me feel at peace, happy. She is fun, hopeful, kind and fair. But when with her I tend to feel as though we come from, and we belong in, separate worlds. She goes one way and I go the other. Yet we can always seem to find common ground.
I am at a loss for what to do.
Something in the sky catches my attention. The clouds are breaking up and between them I can see something. I stare intently at it as it slowly grows brighter. Beneath the clouds is a great green band of light which stretches as far as I can see. Then I noticed it was moving. The green lights danced across the sky, it moved like ripples on a pond. I was enchanted.
Never before had I seen something of its like. I froze and just stared at it. The worry I held within began to fade away.
This sight drove all else from my mind. All I felt was a sense of wonder.
At that moment I knew what I had to do. I had to talk to her.
Else I would never be at peace.