Sunder

Preface

The fog moved itself across the ground, making its way over and across his feet. It was like he was watching

his own heart write itself all around him.

Moving both of his hands through his much now blonder hair from having dyed it, the overgrowth of the

undercut he had gotten two weeks before was clearly seen as he moved the longer part of his hair from

hanging across his eyes. Jaidas’s eyes were at that moment, an unimaginable golden color mixed with the

depth of the naturalness of his dark hazel eyes. His eyes were absolutely astonishing, wild looking.

1.

Turning himself in a complete circle, as if he was waiting for something, he moved his hand slowly

across his long white t-shirt, moving it across his stomach and standing on a dirt path in the middle of a

massive, wide openness, surrounded by forest, it was unusually quiet. The day where everything should

have been in plain sight, as it normally would have been on any other day, was mascaraed by the

thickness of this grey, almost white fog.

Piercing and fixated, his eyes stayed focused, though the wholesomeness of his eyes made him look so endearingly calm.. Taking then what seemed to be a drawn out,

almost soundable breath, he was carefully listening for any form of sound or movement. With his mouth just barely half open, he waited.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he found what he was looking for. It was faster

than the naked eye could have grasped, and without a thought, Jaidas turned, almost as if in slow motion.

The dirt pushing off his foot, he was going after it.

Now jumping, scaling trees in such an unworldly way through a nearby forest, his eyes stayed with precise precision

on the tail end of her long, mousy brown hair and the trail left behind of her short flowing like dress.

2.

As she moved, if slowed down just enough, you would have been able to see what looked to be

two.swirling translucent balls of mixed gaseses circling her as she flew through the air, her feet running as

if she would have been naturally on the ground.

Chasing her for what seemed to be only moments before he seemed to have lost her, he stopped,

holding one hand onto the branch of a tree, his one foot propped against the trunk of it as the other dangled in the air, scouring with his eyes

every inch around him. His eyes zooming in to every inch of those spaces with speed.

As he looked around with carefulness, he finally found her. Looking down, she was sitting on the

ground leaning against a tree about a hundred feet a way from him.

With the most calm look of relief, taking one last almost impossible leap, he had landed himself right

in front of her.

With her head down, Jaidas’s eyes penetrated through the strands of his hair hanging over his eyes as he

moved strands of hair away from Aira’s face.

Touching the back of her head she then moved her hand to look, her eyes stared blankly at the

3.

redness of the blood covering the tips of her fingers.

Jaidas moved his head to the side just a bit, still weary of his surroundings but kept his eyes on Aira. She

lifted her head from looking at her hand, opening her eyes from closing them for only a second while Jaidas moved her hand slowly onto his cheek. She stared at him with eyes as precise as his, as if she had been awoken

into a whole other world. As she stared deeply, it was almost like a mirage

coming into focus and Jaidas’ eyes became a very noticeable, heart stopping, familiar blue.

, “Israel?” She spoke softly, breathlessly, barely getting the words out having no time to make sense of what she saw as one of those

transculent balls of gas came towards them. Jaidas moved his head downwards and turned his face

towards it.

Aira cowered and closed her eyes as a pale white hand with extremely long fingers reached towards

her through the gas.