Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me of course, and I am not making money from this.
Author's Note: Got bitten by the fluff bug. This is a short, fluffy hobbit piece. Feedback is welcome.
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Watching Over an Angel Unseen
Her eyes follow the patron she has just cheerfully wished goodnight. Her smile is dazzling, contagious; I feel a small smile play over my own lips. Without having her eyes on me at the moment, aware of me, I study her openly, and in a single second I fall in love all over again.
Her whole face shines with an inner glow when she is happy. Her curls frame her face perfectly. She is beautiful; but her heart is even more breathtaking. I sigh dreamily and know my face shows it; but I am unobserved and do not hide it.
In this dream she is an angel in disguise to my eyes. An angel out of reach, for you can never hold one – let alone capture one. Angels sing and laugh and fly about; they are not a part of this world. Never can I hope to capture this angel.
And I secretly watch her. If she should be in trouble, I would throw myself at the wolves to help her. She does not see how I watch out for her well-being from afar. She does not know that I am happy when she is – and sad when she is. She does not know that I feel slightly jealous when other lads sweet-talk her. She does not know how I forget all else around me when her lovely laugh reaches my ears. She does not know how she holds my heart in her hands; and I have not the courage to see if she will keep it or break it.
So…I dream of her, this angel. All dreams must come to an end. Into the heavens she flies, always leaving me with a butterfly kiss upon my brow as the dawn comes. And I awake, realizing it was only a dream.
Her eyes scan the room, and I turn my gaze back to my ale. Taking a long sip, I wonder if I will ever dare to go and make an angel mine.
THE END