DAY FIFTY-TWO
FEBRUARY 21ST 2016

PROMPT: "Paths" [one day]

The greater their lives became connected, it was only that much easier for them to realize how it all existed by chance. They had been brought to meet, their paths crossing, only by the chance that Lucas' father had moved them from Texas to New York. It was the strangest thing to think about, how they might have gone their whole lives not knowing the other existed if not for the relocation.

They could have had entirely separate - not to mention entirely different - lives, but instead they had this one, together, and it had brought them both enough joy that they couldn't bear to think of what could have been.

They were bound now, in friendship, and in something more, and the last thing they would ever want would be to lose this. Their paths had not only crossed, they had merged, and they had become integral enough to one another now, as to be damageable by separation.

And now, for all they had seen and done, they knew just as much that their joined roads stretched further out ahead of them, further still than they might be able to see it from where they stood, with new twists and turns along the way. They did not know where their roads would take them, or how far, but what they did know was that they would still be there for one another.


See you tomorrow! - mooners