Healing

I didn’t even feel the glass cut me, I was just suddenly bleeding. With avid fascination I watched the first red drop of blood welt up to the surface, slowly trailing down my finger tip, straining against gravity before dropping down. The moment it hit the deck I felt it. It was like the world sucked in a breath, I could hear a heart beat in my head, fading, slowly. My head turned almost on its own, my eyes landing on the twitching bird a few feet away…it was dying…

Another drop of blood hit the deck.

It felt like there was something on my chest, in my
head.

I couldn’t think.

Drip…

It was power…but from where? Anita was saying something; calling me maybe…

I wasn’t sure…

I crouched down next to the bird.

Drip…

It was twitching, trying to breath, trying to live…struggling…

Slowly I reached for it, we could heal it…we could make it whole again…

Drip…

Good as new…we could…we could…