( Back to Autumn…)
Autumn couldn't wait the moment the rift tore open like a wound in the sky…a slash of blinding white fire spilling into nothingness.
She burst through it, "Freya! Baby?!"
The force of her crossing bent the air, scattering shards of burning ether behind her as the roar of the collapsing rift thundered across the hollow sky. Kieran was left behind. But she couldn't worry about that at the moment.
Her eyes caught a flicker…something tumbled helplessly through the chaos ahead.
Autumn's breath hitched.
The world around her seemed to slow… the screaming light dimmed,
the tearing winds dulled,
until there was nothing but the echo of her pulse and the fragile outline of her baby…of Freya spinning through the broken air.
"Freya baby!"
Autumn's voice cracked apart as she reached forward…each beat of fire leaving trails of shimmering blue ash that dissolved into the dark.
Time itself bent around her grief.
