For WolverineDarlin's personal challenge between her and I.
Chapter story.
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Clouds dotted the light blue sky of Earth, the homeworld of the humans, and what resided on this side of the planet was a home for elderly folks. Nurses were taking their daily walks down the paved sidewalk and the elderly were outside for lunch hour, except not all of them. Only the more sickly stayed inside, staring out their foggy windows in hopes of some day living in the outside world.
Two elderly people however had eyes for each other, the woman's mind more demented then the man's. The elderly man always sought her out, just to be sure she wasn't staying inside along with others.
But the old woman had no idea who he was and simply only enjoyed the company of nurses on occasion and listening to the cooing birds by the water fountain.
Numerous and many faded scars criss-crossed the old woman's pale skin, each of them telling a story from her past…and the old man knew just about each and every single one of them.
"Excuse me? Do you mind?" The elderly old man stood nearby the elderly woman. His inviting smile seemed to soothe the other's fears and she merely nodded. The old man sat down next to her, bringing out a holopad to read.
Her curiosity getting the better of her, she asked the other, "What are you reading?"
"Oh…just some story I was given." He turned toward her slowly. "I can read it to you if you want."
The old woman's smile clearly said yes. "…that'd be nice."
The old man held out his hand, introducing himself. "I'm Raphael." The other woman took his head, shaking it once before giving him her name.
The elderly man just smiled, beginning to read the story from the very beginning off of the holopad…