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Paige in my world of make-believe |
May 14th, 2006
The tall, dark, handsome man sat at the back of the bar, in the corner, sipping his beer. He was slumped against the wall, in a very awkward position, looking tired and bored. Underneath his dark shades all the sadness of the world was building up in his dark eyes.
The faded memories of the night before (which was actually only 3 hours ago) running through his mind. Playing over and over like a never-ending slide-show. He saw the black wolf coming at him again. He saw the beautiful woman (girl more like it, now that he actually concentrated on her face) step in front of the advancing wolf. She had called out a strange word, possibly a name, and she and the wolf had vanished.
The man had thought it was only a dream, but when he found a piece of the lady’s gown lying on the floor (which was now in his pocket while he fingered it) he knew... it was NOT a dream. How could it be real, though? Where had the wolf and lady come from?
He was just taking a late walk in the wood near his house when the beast appeared. Came at him from out of nowhere. Followed by the strange woman in the white gown. Appearing and disappearing in the same way.
As he looked around the some-what empty bar, he wondered if it was possible that something that strange could’ve actually happened... He watched as the door opened and a lovely, young girl with blond hair and gold/brown eyes walked in. She had on regular jeans, a nice baby blue top and an attractive gold neckless. As the man watched her, he noticed that her eyes not only held tiredness, but fear. Fear, and more fear.
As he watched her slump over to a table about two yards away he said to himself, quieter then a whisper, “I have enough problems of my own. Do I really want to ask her what HER problem is? I have lost everything I ever loved. I am haunted by a beast, by a memory. Do I want to know?” He suddenly got up, picked up his beer, and walked over to the girl’s table. . .
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