Dedicated to my three close friends; Laila, Maura and Stef

Created; Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop

Chapter Fourteen

The little girl stopped in her tracks and looked up. Clouds suddenly covered the once clear sky and plunged the earth below into more darkness. The girl was looking for something, something that continues to hide from her much to her annoyance. Her bag hung on one shoulder and swung around a little as she spun around in a circle looking up. Then the sky cleared and could see it all. A war, a battle. Everyone was moving to fast for her to make out good from bad, nor could she see who was who from her vantage point. Her bag fell from her shoulders as she watched but she ignored it in favor of the battle above her. Her heart quickened in pace without her really knowing, light flooded the skies in red, green, pink, purple to name a few. To most it looked like a firework display but to her it was the light between life and death. She didn't leabe from her spot, how could she? she stood hoping they would get out there in one piece, she wished it.

The were all moving in different directions and she was finding it difficult to keep up with them, they were moving far too fast for her. Flying too far away from her eyes to see, she couldn't lose them, she just couldn't. She needed to to see how this played out, for some of them anyway but who did she follow!? They weren't actually making this easy for her. Grabbing her bag from the grassy ground she ran in the direction of one group. She had no clue as to why she followed this particular group but it drew her in with it's over pwering goodness. Nor did she have a clue how long she followed them, over hills and fields but her energy was endless and time felt like nothing to her. Her hair bounced as she ran and her bag continuously bumped against her leg but she ignored that, instead continued to look upwards whenever she could.

She watched the entire thing. The fight, two on two yet it was unfair. The flashes of lights from each others wands continued to flash about causing barely any injuries until the spell caused an ear to fall off. Call it falling off, it was more blown off. The young girl gasped and stopped in her tracks, she could not bring herself to follow them further. To watch the person come to their certain death for every wound in a battle was a fatal one. She watched the wizard almost fall off his broom and she closed her eyes tight, keeping the tears at bay. When she could force them open she looked up once more and watched them fly away, leaving her behind. This mission of hers was going to be more difficult that she thought. From this moment on.