The Mansion
The moon cast
an eerie light on the forest of jewels. There were trees made of
sapphires and emeralds. Diamond roots dug themselves into the ground,
the roses were clustered rubies. The fallen leaves of autumn were
thin sheets of copper, amber and gold.
The young woman
that walked through the forest didn't know where she was or the last
place she'd been before. While she continued she wondered if it
really mattered how she got there. After she wandered for about in
hour through the forest of jewels, she ran across a large mansion
with a thousand windows. The wooden door looked lonely between all
the marble walls.
When she
entered the mansion the world became a complete darkness, when she
turned around the forest of jewels had vanished. But then a hallway
appeared, full of light. It was full of windows that showed a
different scene from her past in each one. She saw family at the
dinner table, solemn lonely days with no one else around, her best
friends all laughing with her and long school days that seemed to
stretch time like a cook kneads bread.
At the end of
the hallway was a young man, holding a crystal ball. He played with
it like a mundane toy. He ran the fingers of one of his other hands
through his dirty-blonde hair. The man turned his head and locked his
eyes with hers. The blue eyes of the man united with woman's and
started to pull feelings out of her. She lost her nervousness, her
fear and any anxiety as the man pulled her with his eyes. Without
being asked she walked to the man and held out her hand. While still
keeping the crystal ball in his left hand, he took her with his
right. When she looked into the crystal ball herself she saw her and
the man, as if she was watching from the perspective of a bird hidden
in the shadows.
“This crystal
ball is our imaginations fused, this mansion is actually our
perceptions and ideas combined. I see different things through those
windows, different experiences, but where we both want there to be
light there will be light and where we both want there to be darkness
there will be darkness. It's both our choices.” the man handed the
crystal ball to her. “Now let's explore the mansion together.”
This one brought tears to my eyes, dear. A lovely tribute.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I tried to go mega-romantic for Valentines day. Here's a little secret, I put a moon at the start since its generally accepted as a romantic thing, so if you ever need romance in a story, just add the moon! XD
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