It was a hope, a promise, a wish that had been smoldering inside her for years. Now she could accomplish it. She took the magic powder and filled her water glass. She gulped it down, choking on the bitter taste , but it would be worth it. She would see him again, she would keep him safe. The odd mystic predicted it. The spell she cast would complete it. The cup disappeared in her hand and she saw her arms fade away into a light. Her reflection no longer clear, she felt she was traveling in time, back to the day they met.