Edge of Forever By Ariana
Edge of Forever ~¤~
Category- I think I'm incapable of writing anything but Max/Liz.
Rating- G. It's serious FLUFF.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything of or relating to Roswell. Thus, the label FAN-fiction. Chances are, if you're reading this, you know who owns Roswell. Please don't sue me, it's not nice.
Setting- It's Max's POV at the very end of Destiny. Rather short, really. It's Ariana-trying-to-work-on-imagery.
Distribution- Just email me first, ‘kay?
Author's note- Feedback (hopefully positive) is always appreciated.
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I know Nasedo told us that we weren't ready for what the orbs had to offer, but I didn't care.I had to know. I'd been the reasonable one for as long as I could remember. It was time for that to change.
Looking back, change wasn't what I needed. It was what I wanted.
What we learned, seeing our mother, knowing what had happened, what we were to do, that was important. But I'd go back in time now, unlearn what I had learned, to get Liz back.I said it was the four of us now, I meant it. But I only meant it to save our planet. I don't love Tess. Maybe I did, but that wasn't me. That was the previous form of me.
When I walked over to Liz, saw the pain in her beautiful eyes, I knew she was leaving. But I wouldn't let myself believe it. I told her she meant everything to me. She is my oxygen, the other side of myself, the star in the sky that I look to for comfort. My soulmate. My destiny.
When I kissed her, it was like fire and it was like a cool breeze on a humid day. It was warm like an embrace, cold as only the hottest things can ever feel. My mind swam with images of fireflies and intricate snowflakes.
Suddenly, she was gone, just like she had disappeared.
I followed, would have stopped her, but Michael held me back. Tess and Isabel joined us, and it really was the four of us, but not how Liz thought I meant.
I watched her run away from me. Now here I am, waiting to live or die. Standing on the edge of forever.