Watching The Stars Together

Drabble 56: Writing

Wizard never knew that Hikari had a journal.

It was, maybe, an invasion of Hikari's privacy to skim through the pages of her journal but Wizard had never been one for social acceptance or norms. Curiosity, mixed with a little deviousness, drove him to the discovery of the thinly bound journal.

He marveled at Hikari's rather childish scrawl.

It was innocent, with big looped l's and curled i's, with twisting elongated shapes and large swirls. It was somewhat adorable, really. An endearing kind of childishness he had expected from his wife.

Green and magma-colored eyes moved back and forth as he read what Hikari had meant for herself. Wizard felt a little dirty, cruel even, for reading Hikari's words, but upon further notice realized that the book wasn't filled with personal secrets or rant-filled diatribes.

No, it was poetry.

And Wizard wasn't sure what he had found more surprising. The fact that she had a diary or the fact that the supposed diary in question was actually little snippets of poetry. Wizard flipped to one of the first few pages, poetry that Hikari had written when she first arrived in Harmonica Town, and found something most intriguing.

Magic Man

Hammering heart, whenever I meet him,

Eyes so sad, frown so grim,

So mysterious this man of magic,

His heart seemed so tragic,

During those few minutes that I talk with him,

I feel as though I'm falling in love,

With a magic man.