Passions in Prose |
A Traveler's Trial (Revised) |
Maverick Wolf Member
since 1999-11-13
Posts 94Scandia, MN |
Thank you for all of the wonderful feedback. Ask nicely and you shall receive. I hope I do not disappoint. Welcome to the traveler's mind. Is it fate, or a twisted reality? The trip was perfect. Beautiful sights, wonderful company. What else could be better? Of course, all good things have to come to an end. Time for the trip home. I guess we can start from the beginning. She is beautiful, but that’s not the core of her attractiveness. No, it is not her beauty that draws me near. It is a personality that is really something else. Playful, yet deep. Carefree, yet serious. It seems to be everything at once. That…That is my attraction, and perhaps, my affliction. You see, it could never work. Don’t ask why, it just couldn’t. Now then, jump ahead to the trip. I was nearly overjoyed to hear that she would be coming. I could only hope to be noticed. Naturally, I try to blend into the background, but with her, I wish only to be noticed. Maybe I could talk with her. Get to know her better. Heck, if all goes well, I could ask her out. Ah, why not indulge a fantasy. Life is my illusion. Well, history is in the past, but now is the present, so let’s get to it. Dreams come true. Oh, elation. She is sitting next to me on the flight home. It could be so simple. Come on, do it. Ask her. It could be so simple if it wasn't an act of betrayal. But is it really? Would he know? Would he know that I went behind his back and asked her? Of course he would. But why did he have to tell? It really would be so easy. He isn't here, and she is. Why can't I ask? Is it morals? Lack of confidence? Confusion?!?! It could be great, or it could be disastrous, or it could be both at the same time. Wait, she'd never say yes, who am I kidding? I wish I could explain my dilemma to her. Maybe she could help. But what would I say? How could I say it? I can't. The agony. Don't tell me that others suffer far much more than I. I know that. It's just that this dilemma seems more real somehow. Maybe it's the waft of her perfume through the air. The anguish, the desire, the doubt, the mystery. Thank goodness it's only a two hour flight. Yesterday's history, tomorrow's a mystery, and today is a gift. That's why they call it the present. |
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Dawn Eclipse Senior Member
since 2000-01-31
Posts 637The Horsehead Nebula |
Nice revision Jason. It spread out your tale a little more. Life can be an illuison, can't it? Nicely done "Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other course, no other way... No day but today" ~Broadway Musical RENT~ *Cassandra Roseen* |
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Secret Whisper Member
since 2001-01-25
Posts 298Through the Looking Glass |
I like the revison... dispite how disheartening the story may be. Wonderful Write! "Death marks the beginning, not the end. It is our journey to God." --Billy Graham |
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