The blue moon bloomed larger than ever, full and bright, radiantly gleaming over the water. The water fluttered calmly to the gentle breeze blowing by, reflecting the moon as if it twinkled and glowed in the deep waters far away from the place. The breeze got cooler and the moon stood steady, as the clouds gathered about the moon, yet not touching as if they knew that today, god blessed the moon to look its prettiest. The white clouds puffed silently setting a royal chair for the moon as he looked over what was to happen.
On such waters, calm and serene, in a far off land was planted teak deep, supporting the teak deck that stood in the waters. The deck was a square, large enough to roam around. A few fish giggled around it as they watched far away, against the moon, two dolphins, jumping and dancing in the shadow, in a romantic rhythm and the fish tried to imitate them about the deck. Above it stood a table, hardly waist high, and not wider than a hand, covered fully in the royal blue velvet down till its feet were not visible. Two chairs stood on either sides of the moon as the moon glazed amongst them right to fall at the feet of a door.
The door stood closed, closing a dark world behind it, full of jealousy and treacherous smiles. On the other side stood this dream, the birds chirped nightly in a distance unknown, and the moon did not dared to move, as if time there was unknown. Calm black shoes bore the weight of him, his ears tweaked waiting for the knock on the door, and his eyes viewed into its emptiness. The rose fragrance he held behind him folding his right hand to his back already romanticized the air as his frown was calmed by the sea breeze.
On such waters, calm and serene, in a far off land was planted teak deep, supporting the teak deck that stood in the waters. The deck was a square, large enough to roam around. A few fish giggled around it as they watched far away, against the moon, two dolphins, jumping and dancing in the shadow, in a romantic rhythm and the fish tried to imitate them about the deck. Above it stood a table, hardly waist high, and not wider than a hand, covered fully in the royal blue velvet down till its feet were not visible. Two chairs stood on either sides of the moon as the moon glazed amongst them right to fall at the feet of a door.
The door stood closed, closing a dark world behind it, full of jealousy and treacherous smiles. On the other side stood this dream, the birds chirped nightly in a distance unknown, and the moon did not dared to move, as if time there was unknown. Calm black shoes bore the weight of him, his ears tweaked waiting for the knock on the door, and his eyes viewed into its emptiness. The rose fragrance he held behind him folding his right hand to his back already romanticized the air as his frown was calmed by the sea breeze.
On the other side, in a world dark, dark as black, stood a girl, knowingly on her heels, clad in a fresh green skirt. The chilled air of the cold hearts blew over her back and her arms driving a chill, a shiver of fear, as she raised her hand half clenched into a fist, to feel and knock. Her skirt below her knees rushed towards the door trying to feel it, and knock it, as if she knew the world on the other side, was just ready to welcome her. The open hair embraced her ears from the false laughter and the darkness secluded her eyes from the mean smiles.
Both waited.
Both waited.