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Friday, March 23, 2012

The End of the Hall


That Topamax medicine hit me really hard and made my limbs feel rough, rubbery and painful. Owwie I say. Owwie. I also had to take a Klonopin today so I'm feeling a bit bad, hopefully this won't affect today's story(I waited before writing so the mental side effects subsided a little). Anyway, here it is!(Hopefully the editing isn't too bad because of the drugs! XD)


The End of the Hall

        Two lovers walked through the hall while they held hands. They were like mirror images. The man had deep black hair and skin and the woman a bright white blonde hair and pale white skin. He was tall, she was small. He had a confident smile on his face and she had a shy blush. The man's laugh was loud while her's was like someone whispering a secret. At the end of the hall sat a wizard reading a magic book.
       “So you are the ones with the perfect hearts?” the wizard asked, the wizard shaved his beard everyday to avoid any stereotypes.
        “Yes, the magician's guild selected us.” they told him.
        “I thank you for your sacrifice.” the magician then quickly recited magic words, with an expression on his face as if he had fired a gun at both of them. They bodies became balls of light, one blue and one red. They merged and flew into the left the hall spreading magic dust from their new body across the land. A long winter turned to spring and the harvests were plentiful until they had to send another perfect pair of hearts down the hall.

2 comments:

  1. A sad, yet lovely story, Langdon. Bravo for writing it when you're not feeling well. I'm praying we will find the right meds to fix you. Love. Love. Mom.

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