Endings and Beginnings
Today was the day his exile and misery would end. For months he had been stumbling through life. Every day he pushed himself to the brink of exhaustion, then pushed himself further so his sleep would be dreamless. But more and more frequently he dreamed anyway. He dreamt about his life before, about what he had lost because of mistakes and stupid pride. His lover's face was prevalent in those dreams. With its portrait-like clarity it would beckon to him with promises of forgiveness, understanding, acceptance, strength, and love. God, he missed that face. It was time to go home.
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7 comments:
So touching. This makes me want to know more, to know how the reunion played out. Nicely done.
Nice job. You always make me want to read more of the story.
Bravo! Very neat, and you managed to make it emotional and readable too!
Now I want to know what happens next!
Sadly beautiful. I'm hoping for a happy ending!
Very well done. I hope she feels the same way.
a perfect example... a full story, but still leaves us wanting more. Good job!
That hits home. Well Done.
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