Different times - ORIGINAL PROSE

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A man and woman who fell in love, did so at different times, in different places, in different ways, in different eras, but they did so all the same. She met him first, long before the day came where he would lay eyes on her and fall for her, even know her at all, but she knew him inside and out. She knew his character, his mind, even how he liked his eggs in the morning, but it was there all the same. He walked the streets and lived his life, until she came along, but this world was not one she knew, so different were its customs, values, ideals and more. But all of the uncertainty fell away, drifted into the background, became white noise once she laid eyes on him, her love. He didnt know it, she'd be there for a second more then disappear, reappearing later at regular intervals as if by magic, but each time growing more and more fond of this mysterious, magical woman he never knew what to expect from. Time travel was a blessing and a curse, and no one could say if it were her or her initially ignorant love who started this cycle of meeting and remeeting again. But he'd find her again, only a younger version of the one he loved, one who didnt know of himself nor her own efforts to search for him, cross decades to find, and stay with him for a moment longer. She too fell in love, and so she'd begin her misadventures through time, only to meet where all of time ends, old yet determined still to remain hand in hand, always until the last second stretches on into eternity. They died as the last moment lingered on into the black void of time, but they shared one last kiss and remembered their son and daughter, long returned to the dirt from whence they came, and many grandchildren, great grandchildren and more who followed this search through the years of time.

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