#140 - Route (4025 words)

[shaman_x]

Pre-dawn like any other. You feel that itch in your skin. Can't keep still. The world is waiting for you. You leave a thought curled around sleeping Draco for company and walk out into it, quantum telekinetic push, open to the flow of things, going wherever the great river takes you. Thought becomes time, time becomes space, space bends and ripples, trembles like a butterflies wings, shimmers like the surface of a soap-bubble. The Earth spins, a blur beneath your feet, slowing, slower, slow. Stopped. You walk down into reality and, with that usual weird déjà vu feeling, find yourself

• under a window.
• outside a door.
• wandering past an alleyway.

X-Man II / X-Men