A Little, Black Book

Dawn

There she was again. As magnificent and brilliant as ever. Hot as hell too. I've always wondered what her embrace would be like, but then I remind myself that it would be impossible for her to ever love me. I mean, who could love someone who was so far away from you and could never, ever leave their home?

Her magnificent glow and warmth always cheered me up when I couldn't handle my isolated path. The stars nor the heavens themselves never compared. Am I being a bit exaggerated, of course. Then again, it wasn't all that over the top, now was it?

She had flawless beauty, and I uneven craters across my face. I felt ugly and downright unworthy to even talk to her. Hell, even my older sister who was FLAT out crazy was better looking than I was. I was miserable. 

But then one day, something happened that brought me peace. When I was alone and cold, I heard it. A wolf howled at me. A lone wolf. Are you lonely like me? I wondered. It was frightening, but at the same time, comforting. To think that a magnificent creature such as this would even call out to someone like me was breath taking. I nearly shed a tear.

The wolf howled to me every night. Every time he howled, I felt myself more and more at peace. This was my own, little salvation from the pain of love. A lone wolf's howl.

At least once a month I got to see her beauty. Of course, I never said anything, but I would just watch her mesmerized as I continued my lonely path. Month after month. Day by day. Howl after howl. This is how I spent most of my time.

One day, I was by myself and her beauty was gone. Vanished. I felt something in my heart tear. I didn't know why she left, or why I thought I could've done something to make her stay, but what caught my attention more was the wolf. He didn't howl that night. Instead, a pack of wolves with BLOOD on their muzzles walked with him. Even the lone wolf finds a pack eventually.

I was depressed. Why would she go? Was it my fault? It was, wasn't it? I tried to find comfort in my solitude, but alas none came.

That is, until I saw her beauty again. She came back! I found myself happier than ever to gaze at her, even from a distance. No matter how far apart we are, I would always be content to just see her.

Until I saw the strange glow. Her magnificent, flowing dress passed me by and went into the direction of where she is. Damn her. Why is she getting so close? Does she think she can easily win her over because of that dress? 

No. She didn't. I lost sight of her, but she came around her and went back to wherever she came from. Serves her right.

She vanished again one day, but I felt a bit more relaxed than before. If she came back once, surely she'll come back again, right?

I was right. 

For some time, I've been wondering, would I ever be able to speak to her? Would I ever muster up the courage to speak to her face to face? No, I think not. 

A howl. I heard a howl. I looked back and saw another lone wolf howling. Is this the universe mocking me? Probably. That's fine, isn't it? So long as my own love is happy, that's all that matters. But something struck me as strange.

It's her! She's hearing the wolf howl as well! This was my chance. I had to do it now, or never.

"H-hello." A timid voice was all I could muster in her brilliance.

"Hello there." Her voice was angelic, putting god's harmony to shame.

"It's a beautiful creature, is it not?" I said. The wolf continued to howl.

"Very much so. It's a shame I can only hear it on very rare occasions."

This resonated into me as unfair. A beautiful creature should harmonize with someone just as beautiful. "I hear him every night. I think you deserve to hear him as well."

"You think so?" 

"I do." It was now or never. "My name is Luna. May I know yours?"

She smiled at me and gave me her name. "Sol. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Luna."

"Likewise." And from then on, I walked my path a bit faster to let her hear the wolf's howl, for even a second more. And if there was no lone wolf for her to hear, I'll be there to, at the very least, say hello.