Running Forever

Disclaimer: Kingdome Come, The Flash, Central City and all related entities belong to DC Comics. I’m just borrowing them.

They ran through the city, a blur of crimson and a democracy of one- never seen but always felt. They were everywhere but anyone who would have tempted them to stay were dead or… absent. No one could catch up to them anyway; no one but themselves- and they were all there. True, He could if he tried, but he’d been gone for years. At least, they thought it had been years- they couldn’t tell anymore- Seconds last for hours and days never end, forever saving a city of muted color and white noise. Suddenly something changes. An unmistakable sound disrupts the quiet- it’s too low for a plane. All of a sudden they see it. Color. Bright, primary colors of blue, red, and… black? No matter, they know who it is. It’s time. Time to stop running. Time to slow down. Time to live.