Prompt: I Know You, But Where?
I am behind on replies again! Please know that I cherish, love and coo over every review. ...okay, I don't coo so much as squee! Points if you know the online comic character who squees! He shares a name with a popular TV character. ;)
It probably helps to know Bronwe is my OC from Fields of Gold. Reader, you ROCK!
Fading was not supposed to be this. We had believed it was losing the will to live and slowly slipping the bonds of life.
"May I help you?"
There is no trace of recognition in her eyes, no sign that she remembers...
Anything.
The lines of her face are engraved in my memory. On my soul. How could I ever forget?
Yet, she has.
I offer a polite bow. "Forgive me. I must have the wrong address."
I feel her gaze follow, but she does not.
Is this true fading then? Not even recognizing your own beloved?
Okay, strange dream I had where Glorfindel and Erestor are in 1890's or Sherlockian era England looking for Bronwe who, of course, never sailed West. She has faded, but not like they expected - she's become less elvish and more human. So much so she doesn't recognize Glorfindel. I know! o; where do these awful ideas keep coming from?