I figured that since my life is no longer the essence of the first part of
this story, I would update for everyone who wanted, or cared to know.
That wishes come true. That fantasies are real. And that not everything
will stay as it seems.
Too many Fantasies
Chapter Two
The common room was completely deserted, no doubt because of the late hour, except for two silent souls. They sat on the chair, staring into the fire. Just the two, together, doing absolutely nothing, perfectly comfortable in each others' company.
The young girl smiled, closing her eyes and leaning her head onto the young man's chest. The boy looked down at the girl with a look of wonder in his eyes. The amazement at what creature was in his arms overtook every other emotion. He held her tight, and she held him.
She could not believe the joy she felt, the utter happiness, at being in his arms, being safe and secure and loved. She had given up hope of finding a love that was returned, and he had fallen gracefully into her life. Completely unexpected. Now everything was wonderful. She never cried, there were no more tears behind books or in bed at night. No dreams that would never become reality. There were never wishes for anything other than what she had. She was completely happy, and it was all because of him. It was every fantasy book come true. It was pure and utter bliss; perfection in its most beautiful form.
He could not believe that she was his, to hold whenever he felt the urge. To tell his deepest emotions to and to cherish for as long as he was able. And to know the his feelings were at last reciprocated. It was surreal, and wonderful. He couldn't believe she was his. He barely closed his eyes for fear she would disappear, and it would have all been a dream. He no longer wished with all his heart that she would notice him. He didn't wonder at night if he would be alone forever. It was every fantasy book come true. It was pure and utter bliss; perfection in its most beautiful form.
Two small books - from the raucous colors and designs they were fantasy novels- lay abandoned and unnoticed on the floor beside the large chair.
And for the moment the whole world revolved around one boy, and one girl. And for every moment thereafter.
Too many Fantasies
Chapter Two
The common room was completely deserted, no doubt because of the late hour, except for two silent souls. They sat on the chair, staring into the fire. Just the two, together, doing absolutely nothing, perfectly comfortable in each others' company.
The young girl smiled, closing her eyes and leaning her head onto the young man's chest. The boy looked down at the girl with a look of wonder in his eyes. The amazement at what creature was in his arms overtook every other emotion. He held her tight, and she held him.
She could not believe the joy she felt, the utter happiness, at being in his arms, being safe and secure and loved. She had given up hope of finding a love that was returned, and he had fallen gracefully into her life. Completely unexpected. Now everything was wonderful. She never cried, there were no more tears behind books or in bed at night. No dreams that would never become reality. There were never wishes for anything other than what she had. She was completely happy, and it was all because of him. It was every fantasy book come true. It was pure and utter bliss; perfection in its most beautiful form.
He could not believe that she was his, to hold whenever he felt the urge. To tell his deepest emotions to and to cherish for as long as he was able. And to know the his feelings were at last reciprocated. It was surreal, and wonderful. He couldn't believe she was his. He barely closed his eyes for fear she would disappear, and it would have all been a dream. He no longer wished with all his heart that she would notice him. He didn't wonder at night if he would be alone forever. It was every fantasy book come true. It was pure and utter bliss; perfection in its most beautiful form.
Two small books - from the raucous colors and designs they were fantasy novels- lay abandoned and unnoticed on the floor beside the large chair.
And for the moment the whole world revolved around one boy, and one girl. And for every moment thereafter.