"What on earth was that "
I was walking through the corridor and I felt my hand brush against someone else's.
It was like everything was frozen in time
All I could feel was a surge of energy pulsing through my body
And a slight tugging at my right pinky
Like I was connected to something with ... a string perhaps?
However, like the shutter of a camera, life came back to the hall
when I looked down I found I had had not been caught on anything, it was there with a few scribbles on the back, but otherwise untouched.
I turned to see whose hand I had touched
All I saw was a sea of jet black hair with the occasional dyed brown, but no vibrant colours
Nothing like my hair which was conveniently a bright blue thanks to a hair salon slip up
'Like I was ever going to see them' I smiled to myself as a slipped into the piano room.
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Red String || m.y.g
Fantasy"The Gods tie an invisible red thread around the little finger of those who are destined lovers, regardless of place, time or circumstances.This mystic cord may stretch and tangle, but will never break for eternity.The string will be revealed once t...
