Tara stood amidst the chaos and destruction. She was so devastated that she felt paralyzed. She'd never been without her magic before...ever. Tara began to consider just staying here forever, not going back, not living in a world without magic when she felt a foreign pulse of calm and concern wash over her.
Tara looked up and happened to see outside of the kitchen window a vague shadowy form. Tara recognized the form as Ami. Ami must have picked up on her distress, of course. Ami, who was in so much distress of her own. Ami, who cared enough to open herself up on the link even when she wasn't fully healed. Ami was likely expressing her concern to the others by now. They would be trying to wake her, but she wouldn't be waking up. Rose, May, River...They would all be getting scared, but they would do whatever they could despite that fear to help Tara out. Help get her back, and from where? A self-imposed prison/sanctuary.
Tara felt shame. She couldn't...wouldn't do that. Not to her friends. Life without magic was one thing. One horrible thing. However, life without her friends was what was truly unlivable. As long as she had friends, she'd stand alongside them, witch or not.
Tara took one last look around at the devastation, knowing her life would not be the same ever again. Then began to leave the room, sending a pulse of love and gratitude towards Ami. Not knowing if she would feel it, but not really caring. The tears still fell freely over her loss, but she knew she'd heal in time.
As Tara turned to walk out of hte kitchen and return to the others, her kitchen radio suddenly turned on and began to play snippets of music.
"Ley, lady Ley...Ley across my big brass bed." Ley-la, beggin' darlin' please, Ley-la" "Ley it down. Make it alright" "Paddy ley back, twas a cold and dreary morning" it continued.
Tara was confused and just listened to the music when it hit her. "Of course!" Tara literally facepalmed herself as she ran out of the kitchen eager to get back to the others.
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[Tara] A little adventure never hurt anyone, right?
Date: 2006-10-15 11:57 pm (UTC)Tara looked up and happened to see outside of the kitchen window a vague shadowy form. Tara recognized the form as Ami. Ami must have picked up on her distress, of course. Ami, who was in so much distress of her own. Ami, who cared enough to open herself up on the link even when she wasn't fully healed. Ami was likely expressing her concern to the others by now. They would be trying to wake her, but she wouldn't be waking up. Rose, May, River...They would all be getting scared, but they would do whatever they could despite that fear to help Tara out. Help get her back, and from where? A self-imposed prison/sanctuary.
Tara felt shame. She couldn't...wouldn't do that. Not to her friends. Life without magic was one thing. One horrible thing. However, life without her friends was what was truly unlivable. As long as she had friends, she'd stand alongside them, witch or not.
Tara took one last look around at the devastation, knowing her life would not be the same ever again. Then began to leave the room, sending a pulse of love and gratitude towards Ami. Not knowing if she would feel it, but not really caring. The tears still fell freely over her loss, but she knew she'd heal in time.
As Tara turned to walk out of hte kitchen and return to the others, her kitchen radio suddenly turned on and began to play snippets of music.
"Ley, lady Ley...Ley across my big brass bed."
Ley-la, beggin' darlin' please, Ley-la"
"Ley it down. Make it alright"
"Paddy ley back, twas a cold and dreary morning"
it continued.
Tara was confused and just listened to the music when it hit her. "Of course!" Tara literally facepalmed herself as she ran out of the kitchen eager to get back to the others.
ooc: mispelling intentional