Has an entire year really gone by? I can remember this time last year, the chilly winds forcing us closer together; the mediocrity of the everyday outshined by our verocious desires. There was something magical, something that made those times slow down, play themselves out with a flourish. Now everything seems to be a blur, stopping for no one short of God Himself. Some days, I wish to travel back to that night, almost a year ago today, and stay there forever, encircled in the light our love emitted.
About the author
Scarlett
The second star to the right
“The higher we soar, the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.”
I love writing. I just really do. Some of my stories are short, and have no room for a sequel or prequel, but that seems quite alright to me. When I write, things just start flowing out of me, from my fingertips to the keyboard, not really any stops in between. I trust the participants of Ficlets to respect that, and to read, and hopefully enjoy, my thoughts.
“Son, one day you will make a girl happy for a short period of time. Then she’ll leave you and be with men ten times better than you. Those men are called musicians.”
My “series” are not really series; the storylines are not complete or at all detailed enough. I consider everything I write as sort of a warm-up, myself preparing for my first attempt at a Ficlets series. Everyone has been so kind about it, nothing but compliments, and I appreciate that so much.
Published on October 23, 2007.
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