She looked amazed at the car frozen at less than 5 inches of her. She looked around at all the people that did not move, remained twisted in some strange positions. The time stopped. Everything around her froze and even the sparrows were floating, surreal.
The shock was so great, and she remembered everything. So many lives she practiced magic. So many lives just trying to pursue some personal gain. Failing so many times. And starting all over again. Man or woman, reaching unbelievable powers for those who didn’t know the delicate mechanism of our existence. And the end, always surprising, bringing her once again at the eternal beginning. This time she chooses to forget everything, to be reborn in that little town. To live an ordinary life, far away of all that may tempt her. And she almost succeeded, if not for this stupid car crash. She was seeing the car coming fast toward her, without being able to avoid the impact. And then something improbable happens.
She tried to remember everything and then a little detail startled her. Across the street a little girl with curly hair was smiling, and in her hand a paper windmill was making noises, in contrast with the whole frozen world. The girl whispered to her, barely audible:
- Kali*…it’s me!
*Kali = Goddess from Indian pantheon that symbolizes Time
