Pinpricks of light shattered through the blackness, the luminescent, silvery moon painted a silhouette of a young man and a young woman sprawled out amongst the crisp sand dunes. All was silent other than the trickling of water and the sweet joy of a chirping mocking bird. This seemed more like a wonderland, a utopia where space and time itself seem to be the colour of summer and the warmth of the air never faltered. A small breeze filled the atmosphere, caressing the young woman’s fair hair. She opened her sparkling, crystal eyes to the wonder set around her. The two gems gazed to the young man five feet away from her. Who was he? She found herself thinking. How did he come to be here?
Her hands slid around her soft waist for she was cold. Another question, unusually familiar, crept into her head. How did she come to be here? She gazed at that night sky trying to find even a glimmer of the past yet all she could find was a cold nostalgia of loneliness. A montage of memories. Isolation. Seclusion. The young woman gasped. A small, blue tear rolled down her plush cheeks.
The young man’s eyelids slid open to reveal two large, shimmering, green eyes. He lifted himself up into sitting position, his face contorted with confusion. The question sat inside his head. How did he come to be here? His emerald eyes moved to the right. A young woman sat amongst the sand dunes her beautiful face in her supple hands. Another question, unusually familiar, slid into his head. How did she come to be here? His arms intertwined, for he was cold. He gazed up to look at the night sky trying to find even a speck of memory. Yet all he found was a chilling nostalgia of sadness. A montage of memories. Sorrow. Gloom. He gasped as a large, transparent tear rolled down his smooth face.
This was surely fate. Some element of force had brought these two together. Or was it simply a coincidence? Was it just by some chance that these two beings had crossed paths?
The woman looked up at the sound of a soft cry. She looked towards the young man who was staring out into the wilderness. She sniffed and gathered up the courage to speak words. ‘Why are you crying?’ She asked her voice like the sound of flowers in full bloom. The young man turned to the woman. ‘Sorry to answer your question with another question but, why are you crying?’ he asked wiping the small tear from his face. The young woman smiled.
“You first,” she winked. The young man turned to face the woman and edged closer. He plucked up enough courage to tell her how he felt and his amnesia. The woman’s sparkling eyes glistened as he spoke.They sat together, their minds agape to each others thoughts. They both ponded silently for a moment...This was surely destiny.
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