Lucky Summer (Forword & Afterword)

July 29, 2010
By Lover_that_Hates DIAMOND, Reynolds, Georgia
Lover_that_Hates DIAMOND, Reynolds, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"She was fascinated with words. To her words were things of beauty, each like a magical powder or potion that could be combinded with other words to create powerful spells." From: Lighting(By: Dean Koontz)


A woman sits on a bench, in a park, as a red sun sets. She is beautiful, in a fierce sort of way; youthful in looks, but wise in her gaze. She watches the people as they pass by and go about their daily lives. The woman is at ease; at peace (some would say).

The sun is steady fading, and she sees something between the people and the trees and the rest of life around her. She sees a man, or rather the outline of a man in the evening dusk. The woman cannot see the man clearly, but she knows who he is, and who he once was. She knows his hair is well beyond pepper-grey. She knows his skin is old and weathered. She knows his hands are tanned and rough, but also gentle and familiar. She knows his smile will be the same as it has always been: breathtakingly warm. And his eyes—as she also knows— are a blue to be envied, and have a kindness to be worshipped. She knows these things, because she knows every inch of him; body, mind, and soul.

The young woman—of fierce beauty, and well learned grace— waits no longer; her visitor has arrived. And so…the woman smiles, with the tenderness of a girl in love.


The author's comments:
This is both the Prelude and the Epilogue to a novel I'm working on called Lucky Summer. This novel is of the fantasy fiction gerne and one of the character doesn't age. Keep that in mind while reading this piece. Comment plez, good or bad!

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