Author's Note: Hi again, welcome back. A few things before we get started. First off, the story I mentioned last time and maybe the time before (can't remember) is still coming. I've been slowly picking at it, trying to get it the way I want it before I post it. Definitely sometime this week it will go up. Second, I'd just like to invite you to check out my profile page for updates on this any any other story I might have in the works. I've taken to updating it fairly regularly with info about my progress on other works or just general story information, so if you're ever curious, or just wanna see what's up, head there and check it out. Now, on with the drabbles!
It occurred to her some later that she had been living in a kind of fog.
Living might not be the right word...
Existing.
Drifting from day to day.
They all had been.
Maybe her life would have all gone on in completely normal ways.
Adrift on the sea of ordinary.
She would have lived an ordinary life, married an ordinary man, maybe had a few ordinary kids and then it would have been over.
"Here Lies Chie." her grave might have said.
"Completely Ordinary."
Then He appeared.
And like a lighthouse in the dark, he brought her to shore.
Author's Note: Not the fluffiest piece, I apologize, but sometimes you just have to dip your toe into a little metaphor to really get your idea across. Though I've always though there to be a fair bit of romanticism in metaphor...
Until next time...