Whispers. Like tiny threads in your mind, leading to the source...what was the source? Follow the threads. They lead...backwards. Some went farther back than others. Wait. Some went forwards. Again, some went farther than others.

You turn to your mother. She just smiles. It hits you. You're a Seer. You gasp. The threads have turned to ice. Small, thin, cold threads of ice snaking through your mind. You rub your temples.

"What's going on?" you ask your mother. Her smile just grows.

"The Past. The threads feel cold, correct?" She waits until you nod. "That's called the Essence of The Past. It doesn't make a lot of sense, but for some reason, the past feels cold, as if time has forgotten it, taking its warmth from it. The opposite is true for the future. The future's threads feels warm, like time is swelling there, waiting everything to unfold."

You feel for the wisps heading forward. Your mother's right, the feel like standing next to fire, warm and comforting. Wait. You want to try something. You follow one of the threads of the past, down, and backwards. You stumble across a memory, though it is not yours. A young woman with blonde hair, approaching a...what was that? Oh! It was a house, hard to see at the angle. She carried something in her arms. No...someone. A baby. The woman unlocked the door, walked in, and shut the door soundlessly behind her. 

"Hello, Riley," the woman says to the child. You gasp. This was you mother! She walks up the stairs (which you now recognize from your own house) and heads to the bedroom. The memory ends.

You get pulled back to the present, open your eyes (you hadn't realized they were closed), and look at your mother. Blonde hair, green eyes, smile spread across her face.

"I saw...a memory. Your memory!" You say as you turn toward your mother. She nods.

"Now," she instructs, "can you look into the future?"

You nods and follow another thread, up and forwards and warm. 

Party. That's what you're watching. A giant party. It looked awfully familiar to the parties Biana and Ritz's family hosted for New Year's Day. You can see Biana, walking up to...was that Dex? She asked him to dance. They step onto the dance floor. They start dancing, of course. Dex leans closer to Biana. So close. The memory ends.

Again, you get jerked back into your body.

"Well," you say, opening your eyes, "I guess I need to tell my friends about this at Foxfire tomorrow. Dex and Biana especially."

"One thing," you mother says before you go, "you can only look into the past and future of someone you've met, so be careful."

The warning sends chills down your spine as you head to your room.

A/N: im suffering right now. I wrote that "your mother says before you go" line, but now my brain won't stop playing "Before You Go" in my head. The worst part is, it's 10:17 right now, and im trying really hard not to sing bc it'll wake up my family. Cya later!