Random fantasy
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Posted:Dec 11, 2017 7:45 pm
Last Updated:Apr 26, 2024 4:52 pm
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Woke up one day, and had this story playing out in my head, so I had to get it written down.
Walking through the shopping center, my mind is elsewhere as I mentally go through my shopping list.. eggs, check. milk, check. soda, check. Ooohhh chips. Need some of those. I once again wander from my prison cell of thought out and pre-planned, as my eyes are seduced by the bright and shiny things.
making a second round through the store now, I have a nagging feeling like I have forgotten something important. can't think of what it is, and nothing else decides to jump in my cart off the shelves, so I head front to check out. I almost bump into another cart, rounding a closely spaced aisle, and look up, mumbling a quick sorry. Piercing eyes stare back at me as I am unexpectedly confronted with the Goddess who owns those eyes. It was just a split second of eye contact, but it felt like an almost awkward pause. I quickly glanced away, and continued to the front, my mind now focused solely on those eyes.
How can a quick glance pierce you to your very core? I don't even remember what she looked like, all I can see are those eyes.
Halfway through checkout, I causally look around, and there she is. staring back at me. Why me? is there something on my shirt? Is my hair a mess? I can't help it. I am always the awkward one, the one who always thinks of the prefect comeback, 10 mins after it is too late.
I smile at her, and she smiles back, but only slightly. as if to say, yes, I acknowledge you. I focus back to the task at hand, pay for my groceries and make tracks for the door. A part of me is consumed by this encounter. Why was she staring at me? Who is she?
Putting the last of my bags in my car, I close the door, and am startled by a person standing next to me. It is her. Questions rise in my throat, but are quickly quieted when she speaks.
"I like you. Come with me."
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