Sounds from the other room – a giggle, a deep voice. One tangled shadow on the wall, on the floor…Moonlight, cold and bright, sifts over a muddle of objects on the floor. Clues, all of them, that point to what has happened tonight.
First, the dress: long and faintly petal-pink. Trimmed with lacy ruffles, like potato chips or waves on a shore: a dress that is worn by someone carelessly carefree with everything. Sand caught in the bubbly folds of the dress has drifted on the plain wooden floor, sticking grittily to an open lipstick (like it sticks to the giggler's back) that has broken open where the clutch purse fell to the floor
– yes, careless indeed, for since she will not be the one to clean up the mess in the morning, why should she care?
Incongruously – or, no, they fit well with the sand and smell of saltwater from the dress – two perfect seashells nestle on the stained, damp silk, peeking from the mouth of a hidden pocket. Little things, yes, an impulsively given gift kept by a impulsively given girl.
Ah, and there is a dainty notebook. The pages fan open at a touch – Sacrosanct, most people see a diary, but one has found that they often are viewed as such because they are the true reflections of their keepers.
People don't want to see one's ugly inner self. Just the polished and perfect outside. If one doesn't know what the pages say, one can imagine them to say what one wishes – their creamy surface marred by handwriting so atrocious as to be nearly illegible to most. A security measure, one might say, against prying eyes: if she is the only one that can read it, then her secrets are safe.
Curious, when she is so free with everything else, that she does not want her thoughts read.
Today, I saw him for the first time, and I knew that he will be mine...
Today, I started learning to use these queer things, the dresses and legs and ribbons, for I must because I want him...
Today, I am determined to make it happen, because it is tomorrow's dawn that will take him from me forever unless I make him mine...
A/N: I'm not sure how this turned into what it did...but it did, and it's here, so I hope you liked it. Review and let me know what you think.