I ran through the empty hallways wondering where the had gone. Surely at least one was still here, in the Refectory, maybe the Library, the Chapel? All were empty. Not a single breeze stirred the air, and nothing but my own rasping breath made a sound. I truly was alone. The silence throughout the campus weighed on me like a cloak on a midsummer's day. I wanted to hear someone, something, anything?
"Dina, Mary, Lindsy? Please, answer me! PLEASE!!!" I begged voice carrying across the courtyard. Funny I had stood here less then three months ago wishing they were all gone. Now I pleaded with their shadows to bring them back. A whisper of sound replied behind me. I turned to look ,but nothing was there. A giggle, stifled to keep me from hearing whispered from the open doorway.
I whirl around at the sound and catch a glimse of color though the doorway. "Come back!" I scream running after them. Turning the corner, I stop dead in my tracks. The coridor is empty, not a single breath of air disturbs this place. "Maybe it was just a hallucination, no, someone was there. I'm sure of that," I think, confused, "Someone has to be there, somewhere." Again I hear something, kind of like a stifled giggle. Turning another corner at the end of the hall, I see someone crying, a muffled sound coming from a huddled figure at the end of the hall. "There! It's Kate, why is she crying?" I wonder aloud. She gasps and looks around wildly, trying to pin the noise on someone or something. "Kate, its me." Shakily, face white with fear, she got to her feet. "Kate, silly, can't you see me?" That's the last straw for her. Like a ghost she's off, hair streaming behind her mouth open in a silent scream. Closer and closer she runs, I try to step aside, but the hall's to narrow. Bracing for impact I wait, but it never comes. I look up just as she bears down upon me, through me. As though I'm not even there. And, maybe I'm not. One thing I know though, I'm definately scared. I here that noise again, the sound of stifled laughter and suddenly HE'S in front of me, laughing his head off.
"PIPER," I shout, not caring if he can hear.
"*hehehe* Yes, my dear?"
"You did this, don't deny it!!"
"Me? Oh my dear that hurts... Besides don't you know the difference between my magyc and yours?"
"MY magyc, what does this have to do with MY magyc?"
"*hehehe* You did this you know. Your the one that wished they couldn't see you, to hurt you any more."
"ME?? But how...why... you lyer, I can feel your magyc anywhere."
"Ohhh,you are a smart duck..."
"Take it off Piper. And begone."
"Fine, but you know this isn't the last of me, where ever imagination still exists to call me, I'll be there." and with a whirl of color, he was gone. I felt his seeming lift off the University imediately after he left and I knew that I'd see him later.
"At least let me settle down first!" I yell at the sky. The rich sound of laughter fills the air, and I know he heard me. Where ever he lives, he heard.
I learned something that day. I learned that imagination is a powerful tool. It can destroy, build, create, inspire... Imagination can do anything.The Piper showed me that on that day, he's taught me a lot about life. About people, magyc, color, freinds... Even though I hate him, I owe him everything I know. Do I still delight in learning things? I do. Do I hate the Piper even though he teaches me invaluable lessons? I do. Do I remember who you are? Definately. Will I remeber you tomorrow? Maybe. Will I remember you years from now? Nope. Do I always remember my lessons? Maybe not always but most of the time. Am I done? Yep, hope you liked it.
Bubye.
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