Page 117 of Let It Snow
Maybe it’s not too late to use the momentum of that dark energy and turn it back on itself.
But how? I reach toward him clumsily with my energy, feeling like an uninvited guest sliding tendrils across someone else’s aura. My energetic form grabs the ‘edge’ of that dark wave, clinging to it with tiny hooks.
I feel its closeness almost physically—an incredibly strong surge, like tapping into a raw, powerful source.
I realize I can use part of that power, its primal, unrestrained force. I look at the rolling ocean of quantum possibilities rising and breaking around Rain.
Suddenly, I see thin, delicate strands of potential rippling above us, not yet taking material form. One thread catches my eye, very faint but clearly connecting to Rain, like a fragile astral umbilical cord.
An umbilical cord?
Wait… could that be Rain’s True Mate?
I have to try. Using the rolling strength of the negative wave, I start pulling it toward Rain. The thread tightens, and I suddenly notice it’s dragging a cluster of other strands behindit. The events around him are far more complex than I had estimated.
That stiffness, that resistance… could it mean Rain’s True Mate is currently tied up in another relationship? I feel the thread straining, refusing to yield. I can’t pull harder without snapping it.
What can I do?
I’m stuck. I realize bringing them together won’t be easy. The universe hasn’t placed them on the same path naturally, hasn’t carved out a clear road for them. But maybe I can?
I shift my gaze to the end of the thread. It’s bound tightly with another, knotted.
A knot of a relationship, that much I’m sure of. If I pull too hard, would I rip it apart? Cause a tragedy? If that thread snapped, would it mean someone’s death? No… I don’t want to bring misfortune to an innocent person.
I focus, still drawing energy from the swirling darkness around Rain, and follow the thread that holds his True Mate’s partner. Suddenly I see another connection, impossibly fine and delicate as a spider’s silk, leading to yet another thread.
Wow.
Could this be… that other person’s True Mate? Interestingly, that second thread is looser, easier to shift. Maybe their paths could actually be woven together? I grab hold and pull. The strands tighten lightly and… glow, as if they’ve caught the scent.
Excitement rushes through me.
What have I done?
Could I be solving two problems at once? Rain would find his True Mate, and that person’s partner would find their own.
Perfect symmetry?
But the side effect is immediate; the moment the threads light up and vibrate, clinging to each other… suddenly dark waves start rolling toward Rain’s fated mate.
A devastating breakup? Something else?
Still, I know it will pass. It’s my only hope. I know Rain will meet him within… three months. Their suffering will end. True, I meddled where I shouldn’t, but it was just too tempting. The end results were too beautiful in perspective.
The energy I used to bind those threads is now being drawn out of the dark whirlpool around my brother.
I look at him closely.
His aura seems just a little lighter. As if I have used part of the darkness, making his energy lighter.
He leans back against the rattan sofa and gazes at the sky, drawing a deeper breath.
Is he starting to let some acceptance in? Of his marriage’s collapse?
I smile to myself. Soon, Rain. Don’t worry, brother. You’ll meet him. And you’ll find the happiness that will brighten the rest of your life.
Already, after my manipulation, I can see on the far horizon behind Rain and his True Mate a glowing, pastel-gold wave spreading out.
