Sunday, December 28, 2008

Prologue

He offered his open arms for a friendly embrace and she stepped toward him easily. His comment that she looked familiar was just a marketing tactic; he really had no idea who she was. It would be nice to be able to remember every single face that passed through his world daily, but that would be impossible. She'd met him before, but she wasn't fooled by his claim. It was okay. Although they were friends in many lifetimes, she didn't expect him to remember in this one - yet.

"Mmmm, you smell like magick," she said, almost to herself, as she let go.

"What does magic smell like?" he asked with a chuckle.

Her eyes caught his and suddenly he felt a bit odd. "Physics and faeries, belief in the truth, nature and nurture, with a pinch of stardust," she stated matter-of-factly, as if reading a recipe reflected in his gaze, "or maybe just something like a grape lollipop."

"I see," he smiled.

"I know," she replied as a young girl rudely pushed in front of her, spewing a stream of teenage babble in his direction.

As her smile melted into the crowd, he thought he heard "Third time's a charm," but he wasn't sure if it was out loud or only in his head.

3 comments:

Jenn said...

OK seriously I am kind of freaking out reading this right now...two things...

First is this about Jason and second did it really happen? If answers to both questions are yes I am scanning in a page from my journal from '06 and emailing it to you.

OK never mind I might just scan & send it anyway regardless if it is real because the grape lollipop thing is too strange.

draagonfly said...

Wow - did you write something similar long ago? I love freaking people out. heehee

It's just the start of a story. :)

Java said...

This little snippet reminds me so much of the song "It's All Been Done" by "Barenaked Ladies" ;-)