Nomad

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  • Dedicated to Oisin
                                    

   Walking down an empty sidewalk, I see a shadow in the streetlight from my peripheral vision. It's late evening and I'm alone... or so I thought.

  I hear a low chuckle behind me, and quickly turn on my heel. My heart skips a beat, and I see him, hazy blue eyes glimmering in the moonlight, his perfect smile shrouded by the shadow of his hooded sweatshirt. I stutter... This tall, skinny figure before me... It's him...

 His hands move towards me and I flinch, but my legs are stiff- I can't move.  Warm and gentle hands clasp over each of my hips, sending chills all through my body. He steps forward into the light and I see him fully. His dark, unruly hair frames his face, collecting under his tensed jaw. The corners of his mouth raise and his perfect white teeth greet me.

"Hi there.." He murmurs; his thick Irish accent velvet smooth.

"H-hi.." I manage to choke out; Paralyzed by his gaze.

~To be continued~

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 22, 2013 ⏰

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