amelia

three.

The next day a melody rose in the air. The young man at the source of it was waiting. He was peacefully waiting for a certain stranger. Hope had not left him, he knew, he knew deep down that she was special. And he was right.

She, too, hoped, this beautiful stranger inspired so much confidence in her that it was hard to forget him. So she went to the foot of the magistral elm. There the young man was still waiting for his visit.

Their eyes met again, but it was different. Their gazes supported each other, so many similarities and differences at once were troubling. Hope, that was what bound them. Without a word, time passed slowly, each digging the other, glimpsed the being behind the eyes.

They could have stayed like that for eternity, without even discovering everything. But the earth continued to spin, the world continued to evolve, and distractions continued to exist.

In the blink of an eye, their eyes were separated. She gave him a slight smile as a thank you. Thank you for letting me trust you. He smiled back at her, glad to have met her a second time. He felt the light in his heart reappear.