September 24, 2013
He went inside the hut, and saw her motionless and devoid of color. Her father wept silently beside the cot - the same place where the now-dead girl had been born a dozen years earlier. The wizened man stepped toward the two, whispering into the father's ear, "I can bring her back, but it won't be now." Hope blazed in the father's eyes, and he asked the man to do it. The ancient one touched his palm to the girl's forehead, and a brilliant crimson light flared. He sighed, knowing she'd return to a time where he didn't exist yet.