A/N

So, I saw Fantastic 4 2015 (or Fan4stic) recently. Overall, I can say that it's not as bad as I think most people would claim, but not nearly good enough (or in "good" territory at all) that I feel compelled to defend it. Anyway, drabbled this up.


Invisible

Perhaps this is my best day so far. To be one with the crowds, to walk unseen. None look in my direction. None spare me a second glance. And yet to them, my eyes are open.

There are patterns everywhere. The clouds in the sky, unseen from underground. The songs of birds – a music of their own. Male, female, children, all. Throngs of humanity moving in a system, even if they are unaware of it. A system that I am still outside.

I sit down and begin to read. Fiction – an indulgence, but one that I want to make. One that now, I can make at all. Journey to the Centre of the Earth. The interior of our planet, as imagined by a man long ago. But for all intents and purposes, an alien world. A separate world, so close to our own.

I can imagine that quite well.

Time passes, and the sun sets. The bird song ends, and the throngs dissipate. And all the while, I am unseen. Called normal. In this moment, with normal clothing over my suit, I can imagine that I am normal as well.

None glance at me. And I welcome it.

I truly am invisible.