Yeah this is SPIFFY. Tell me if you like it I had fun.

Away

Her feet seemed only to skim the ground as she turned and walked away. She felt lighter than air, if only she could just resist gravity and float up, upwards towards the heavens.

Have you ever walked? Not just normal walking but the walking that really makes you want to fly away. You feel so good you just want to let go and if necessary just leave your feet behind.

Jerking back to reality.. She realized were she was headed. 'No, not a good idea to get caught wandering away from my bedchambers so late at night,' she thought to herself. Turning, she headed back down the corridor to her rooms. The only sound to be heard in the old temple was her feet padding quietly down the hallway. 'If only this ceiling would disappear,' she thought longingly. She wanted to breathe fresh air again.

Long hours she had spent watching the mage at his work helping and encouraging him, though not much help could be given to a man of such inner strength and independence. Her healing did do him some good. The spells he was performing were of the most advanced sort, and the young mage became easily tired.

Though she had spent the majority of her time with him for the last week, she did not know the nature of the spell, or anything about the spell, for that matter. All she knew was that he desperately needed her help to perform it and that she had been forbidden to go near that man ever again.

She had deliberately disobeyed, and left her home along with an arranged marriage to a nice young man, to be with the mage. This was not her first attempt to make him accept her, though she felt deep inside he already did. He could not reveal his feelings for her; his pride would be lost. She knew him well enough to know that he would see having a woman in his life a disadvantage.

Just knowing that deep inside him he might just feel for her. That one thought kept her going. If not for him she would have been driven insane and probably have run off into the forest, just to be slain by a goblin or some such creature.

Sometimes, when her mind began to wander, she thought of all the things she could be doing instead of being boxed inside this god-forsaken temple. She would undoubtedly have a family by now, with a loving husband and a few children.

No, she was glad she was here, she had seen magic at work; magic that most people didn't see in a lifetime. She was lucky, and this was her home.

Noticing that she had reached the doors to her room, she whispered a single word into the lock and the door swung open on silent hinges. Her green eyes swept over the room, across the grate with the magical fire burning warmly and then to a wooden chest. The chest lay in a corner of the room nestled comfortably between a chair and the wall. It was large and had a long since rusted lock.

She didn't how the chest had come to be hers, but it had been for as long as she could remember. She had been told numerous times, by a countless people, to discard it. Why keep an old battered chest, and especially one that couldn't be opened? While it was true that she couldn't open it, she felt drawn to it in an odd way, and couldn't leave it.

Something about the chest had interested the young mage. He had sat and pondered it for many hours, but as was always she was never informed of his thoughts and speculations. He was one of the reasons the chest was still in her possession.

Laying down on her be she stared up at the ceiling. Why couldn't she leave him? What made her stay? 'A choice' she thought, 'It was a choice I made, and I know that for better or worse, the choice will be the one that will change my life.' Closing her eyes she drifted off into sleep, with a smile on her face and still flying in her heart.

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I just had the urge to write this an the words just kind of spilled was really COOL!!! Even. dare I !!!!

Only my second read and review, otherwise I might not write more.

You know that whole motivation thing.=)