Time Is A Healer Novels & Stories

Everyone was bustling about, and no one noticed that I had just awakened. I looked up and caught sight of the wall clock. Only one hour remained before I would have to return to the future. On the small hospital TV, they were replaying footage of last night's once-in-a-century meteor shower. The shooting stars were beautiful, but unfortunately, I had missed them again. Indeed, it seemed my wishes were destined to remain unfulfilled. I was lost in thought until footsteps approached, followed by Sophia's tired yet joyful voice. "You're awake. Ethan has regained consciousness too, thanks to your timely blood donation last night."

"You could have chosen a less tense moment to say something like that." Austin smiled. "I've never been good at timing. Time is like smoke that easily disappears when blown by the wind." Seara turned her face away slightly, trying to hide her small smile. "Thank you." "For the bracelet, or the confession?" Austin asked, raising an eyebrow. "Don't ruin the mood," Seara pouted. Austin laughed softly. ** The next morning, the sun didn't fully rise. Seara sat cross-legged in the healer's pavilion. Healer Winona stood in front of her with a cup of thick yellow liquid that she had prepared the day before.

I asked the healer. “If everything you had was falling apart…” I swallowed hard. “…would you just stand there and watch?” The healer didn’t answer away. When she finally spoke her voice was softer. “I would ask myself if waiting would change the outcome " she said. “It gives me a chance " I said. “It gives you time " she replied. “Exactly " I said. The healer nodded once. “Time is valuable " she said. “It is " I agreed. “But it also has a way of revealing truths that people didn’t want to face " she said.

But I believe we did good, in reminding ourselves that truth mattered, and that Ava, is the most important, in all of this. We are still healing, as I've said and it's going to take time, for us to move on from the pain, the betrayals and any other thing in which we felt, in connection to all of this. There have been times, where those painful memories, have tried to taunt me and take me back to that really hurtful place, but then seeing my daughter, smiling at me and demanding for my attention, gives me a reason each time, to be in the present and grip on the good.

Henrietta shrieked and hurried past me but was too fast because before I could get out of the way, the tea cup which I was holding in my right hand, poured its content onto the skin of my other hand. “Oww,'' I yelped in pain as the water was still very hot and was burning against my skin. “I’m so sorry, '' she apologized before taking the cup out of my hand and placing it on the table. She gently held the affected hand and was blowing air from her mouth when I noticed a light pink circle form around my hand and within a few seconds, the pain and bruise was gone, I couldn't feel them anymore. “Its…it's gone,” I whispered in disbelief and she raised her eyes to look at my face in surprise, “th

He said cutting me off. The funny thing is, I'm a healer. But Healers can't heal themselves but we heal faster that others. Kayden lead me inside the pack house and into the other healers clinic. The old woman great me with pleasure. She's one of the two Healers residing here in SilverMoon pack. Kayden patiently waiting until Imelda finished her work and excused herself. "You need to be ready anytime Adellee. You never turn your back into your enemy." He said.

The ride to the house was quiet. She held the bear to herself, and he had her hand for almost the entire drive. He didn’t want to overload her, but he knew that she needed something to help ground her as she dealt with the things swirling around in her head. He hoped that maybe she would get a few of the answers that she needed, and she would begin the hard process of healing.

Inside the room, however, Luke could only feel the despair and loneliness choking him. The Healer came back in, carrying a small bowl of blackish-green herbs. He sat nexte, the bowl on the small table. "Drink this, Luke. It will help you feel better." Luke opened his eyes slowly, looking up at the healer with a quizzical look. "Will I ever get over this?" he asked, his voice trembling. The healer was silent for a moment, looking at Luke with sympathetic eyes. "Your body will heal, Luke. But... for the other wounds, only time can heal."

I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me that he wasn't pleased with my presence. “My healing abilities can only sustain him for some time, perhaps a day, and after that, he will go back unconscious,” the healer announced, and my face fell. I thought he was able to heal Alpha Ethan. “What can be done to heal him completely?” Beta Timothy asked. “You know the answer, Beta Timothy. The egg from the snake is the permanent cure, and you need to get it as fast as you can,” he said and stood to his feet. “My healing abilities can only sustain him for a maximum of 24 hours, and after that, he will go back unconscious. You have to make sure you get the antidote quickly,” he advised, and I gulped.

“Give me one minute.” “Nina we don’t have—” “One minute,” I said firmly, we had time, he didn't if I didn't heal him, he would bleed out in an hour, “lay still.” He did, I reached inside my shirt and found the vial. The glass was warm from being against my skin for hours. Mara’s voice came back to me clearly across the distance, your mother’s recipe, it amplifies the healing side of your gift for about ten minutes, don’t waste it on someone who doesn’t deserve it.