Prose 01: Diffusion.

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Diffusion.

A tiring day it was. 

A vision. A path. A sunset. 

The yellow road cherished the rays of its sun, one more, before it even left its touch.

The girl sprinted across the people in the lane

Of opposite direction

As she spots him in the distance,

A little gasp.

Far away, she noticed him.

He was just standing there - him leaning against a wall. 

His head was blank and nothing more else to occur for him.

Yet

She dashed to him wasting no second, not even a minute. 

Like she had lightning for a set of legs and approached him as he stood still. 

He was calm and she, ran toward assertively.

"  ...!!  "

Finally inches away from him, she grabbed then  held him and closed her eyes.

Not even sure of what he's thinking, what's going to happen.

In a blink of realization,

He, close to her, ever so tightly, without no doubt, did so. 

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