Temperature drops
His heart thudding as it slows
Time grinds to a halt
She turns day to night
As she takes steps around him
Looking unhappy
Black comet of hair
Leaving a trail of crystals
Long straight frozen lines
With heroic force
He follows her with his eyes
Watches her orbit
Her father is Time
Her mother the goddess Fate
She can control both
It occurs to him
He shouldn’t have pissed her off
Very big mistake



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