Just as night was falling in Magnolia, a certain man began to hum a strange tune. He continued the melody as the sun set and the moon rose, watching it all from his balcony on the top of his second-story house. It really was a marvelous night, the sky clear and the stars shining brightly. He was glad to live on the outskirts of town, a place where he could look up at the sky and appreciate the beauty of nature without having to worry about anything else.
Of course, not everyone in the house shared his sentimentality.
"So, when's this thing starting up again?" A rough voice answered from the darkness of the inside. The man chuckled. He could sense her impatience from outside.
"Well, according to Perse...tomorrow I think I'll be paying it a visit."
"I confirmed it just a few hours ago, sir. It should be all set up by morning." Another voice called out from the darkness. A higher-pitched, but sterner sounding voice that carried with it a level of pride and cold efficiency.
He waved his hand nonchalantly, not turning around to see if the people inside the house saw it. "Thank you ever so much for setting part of this up, Perse. I had no idea it would be so easy to get her to agree to host on that property."
"It wasn't all that hard to lead her to inquire about it. It seems she's had this idea for longer than we thought." The second voice declared.
The first voice mumbled something indistinguishable before speaking up. "Not to be the one doubting or nothin', but are you sure this'll even work?"
"Of course I'm not, what a silly question my dear!" The man laughed, not in a cruel way, but as if he had heard a particularly funny joke. The voices inside hushed. "Does one perform an experiment if they already know the answer? No! They perform it to see if their hypothesis is to be true!"
"And you believe yours to be true, sir?" The second voice answered, hesitantly, as if not to accidentally offend. The other voice huffed in response.
"I would hope so, but wouldn't it be grand Perse?" He looked up at the clear sky, the stars reflecting in his own clear sky blue eyes. He lifted up the champagne glass he was drinking from as if to give a toast to the very heavens. A smile graced his lips.
"Wouldn't it be grand to be completely wrong!"
A/N: Day one done baby! Only took...three years? I think the next days should take a little less than that. Huge thanks to everyone that's stuck around and new people who have joined in. Thanks for taking the time to read through this despite the huge gaps in updates. I promise this'll get done; I actually want to have a completed full story on this site that's longer than 2,000 words.
Once day two is completely written and edited I'll start posting it on a M/W/F schedule which will hopefully give me enough leeway to get further ahead so I can continue on the next days without stopping. We'll see though. In the meantime, if you wanna give me some encouragement leave a review! You have no idea how helpful those things are when I'm in a rut. Also, vote on my profile for some short story ideas! It'd be nice to post one a month or so in between updates of this.
See you next day! ~Howl