5. My body is the magic of the world
I ran through the woods like there was a beast on my heels, and perhaps there was. I could feel it closing in, but just a little farther and I would find David. The comfort of my old friend would drive away the harsh realities and give me peace once again. I just had to find him.
Branches scraped my arms, roots reached for my feet, but I kept going. I kept going until I reached a clearing, a little secluded spot that made me pause. I didn’t need to be told where I was. I could feel it. I could feel him.
“David,” I breathed, my voice a whisper in the darkening air.
For a moment there was nothing but the rustle of leaves in the wind, and then there was a voice just as gentle and subtle. “Siegfried.”
I could feel him beside me in that place he always hovered. I turned.