THE HISTORIAN
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I watch them handcuff both her hands and put chains to her feet.
I watch them push her inside that room.
I watch how she scratch her nape because of the itching cause by the all white jumpsuit they force her to wear.
I watch her when she look at me at the two way mirror separating all of us from her.
I watch as her unusual bright indigo eyes seems to glint with never ending wisdom we all refuse to see.
I watch as the small understanding smile curve to her lips, she understand us why we are so scared to an unknown such as she herself.
I watch how she lay to her bed, close her eyes not minding us staring curiously at her, wondering about the story she said, wondering the mystery she has.
And I watch myself unfolding all her mystery.
I see myself listening to her story.
I watch myself getting caught along the way not knowing how to get free from her mesmerizing gaze full of knowledge.
I saw myself so eager to know more.
I saw myself believing...
That maybe...
Maybe.
That she's been telling the truth from the very beginning.
signed by: Dr. Lucas Navaan
•••••*°*•••••
She's Different.
A one of a kind the world not ready for.
See how Lucas try to solve her piece by piece.
How he try to hold on to his beliefs.
How he's been shakin' by this girl so hard he don't know what's real anymore. Weighing the facts of Science he studied all his life, only to rethink all he knows by this girl.
How he see Science can't really explain everything.
See how an unbelievable everlasting love created.
Find out the history of The Historian...
*******
"You just need to believe to be able to understand Lucas."
She said looking straight to my eyes pleading to trust her. She cock her head to the side waiting to my response.
I took off my eyeglasses and pinch my nose bridge, clinching my jaw, I look at her eyes and answered.
"How?"
( By: nj Mariano)♡
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