
We parted slowly... She looked into his eyes and smiled. She could see his insides clamoring with happiness. The almond deep hazel eyes had so much emotion stored in them. The eyes were screaming “I love you...!’. He smiled… He was staring deeply in her eyes and trying to convey that how much he loved her… It was a desperate attempt of him, madly trying to show her that his eyes don’t lie. She smiled mischievously. She left his arms mysteriously and ran the other way. She looked back and smiled. She was beckoning him He was shocked. Then he started running behind her. The orange brittle leaves cracked under his weight. It looked like she was gliding. He kept calling her name. But she didn’t stop. She kept looking back and smiled. Her hair was covering her face. Amidst drizzling autumn leaves, he ran between the trees looking for her. He had lost sight of her when she took a turn behind a giant tree. There was a dead drop of more than thousand feet below him. He couldn’t see her. His face was troubled. He was tensed. He shouted her name. Thrice clear times. Then he ran behind the surrounding bushes. He called for her again. Only his echo and reverberation came to him. His feet crushing the tender leaves made sharp tense noise. He shouted thrice again. Screaming his lungs, he was wildly running around and pulling at his air. The night was already set. The twilight tinkled far away. But he didn’t tire. He still kept running all around the place. The height didn’t trouble him anymore. Then he stopped near the edge to catch his breath. He was immersed in anguish. And then suddenly there was light far below him. It rose rapidly. The intensity made him shield his eyes. He wasn’t afraid. He could never be afraid. It didn’t fit with him anyway. He looked through the wedge of his fingers. He could make out a figure. A woman. But there was something that confused him. He could see a set of large angel-like wings behind her. And then suddenly he smiled. He could se her face. He shook his head in tiredness and gestured with his hands. She smiled. There was a halo glowing behind her. He thought it was his imagination that he saw wild horse-carts gliding far behind her. They were filled with her kin. He was thinking hard. His face was impassive. They stared at each other for a long time. Her kin was playing music. It sounded like a mournful song. But it was comforting. They were reaching out in some alien language. She was still held in mid her. Nothing supported her. She was wearing a plain white gown, with a black scarf tied at her waist. She was still smiling. He stood still and looked at the scene. Then she glided in a parabolic path towards him. He stood still. She touched down lightly. The leaves rustled a bit. Her wings were glowing. The color was changing from white to gold. They were six feet apart. He could see a coronet on her head. And suddenly the smog in his mind lifted and all was clear. He blushed in gratitude and spread his arms lovingly. He waited. He knew what was happening. He knew it. And he hoped what he thought was right. The carts were darting above us. Their song was clear like a diamond. The biggest cart slowed on top of them. The elderly couple in it looked down. The woman was the exact copy of the woman standing in front of him. He took it all in. The woman in the cart dropped golden leaves from her hand. And the man dropped a silvery liquid. Gravity didn’t affect their motion. They came and stood at a standstill. Suddenly she was engulfed in a sphere of the liquid. She looked up and smiled and raised her hand. The couple in the cart raised theirs too. Their wings moved gently. The woman looked sad. The man was impassive…the cart moved, took one round around them, the couple were singing something with deep meaning. A kind of a mantra. The golden leaves were glowing above the man on the ground. He was still impassive. But his heart was running wild. He was looking straight at her. And suddenly their was a burst like a lightning. The Silver Sphere lifted from her. Her wings were in them. They were still and at exactly the same position when they were with her. The sphere went to the elderly couple. They took it in. Smiled down upon them and amidst glorious music the party took off to somewhere behind the moon…
She looked at him and smiled. He smiled. His arms were still raised. And she ran and came into them. He hugged her and lifted her off the ground. He was the happiest person in the world…
He kept her gently on the ground. She looked guilty and whispered sorry. He knew exactly what she had done. Exactly what she had sacrificed. And this even made him love so much more. After all, shredding immortality and The Guardianship wasn’t so easy…
Her actions had conveyed everything. No matter what came, she would always be his…
Always be Mine…Forever…
Note : This is written by Aman Jayne, NOT me. And yes, he is much more skilled at this than myself.
6 comments:
And wont you be telling us Aman?
It was written for The Virtual Vellicate...
MafiaLord....
Tell us no Aman :)
awesome aman
but why simply that parabolic curve
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