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Fanfic: Elemente
Chapter: elements
Elements
Cold creeps around. Almost invisible haze flutters across the clear night sky. Stars glitter. Brownish red foliage hides the earth. The bare tree is freezing. The girl is trembling. Nevertheless, he tries to calm it down with his tribe. A swap.
The tree stands firm. Deeply rooted. Calm. The girl unsure. Without anchoring. Trembling. The tree is an oak. The girl so tender. The tree has waited a long time. The girl will wait a long time. It is approaching its end. Her on her beginning. Its leaves are withered. Your flowers will soon bloom.
But the girl is still waiting. She understands. Your future. Far away and yet so close.
Her goal is to grasp. But there is a piece missing. Only he can give it. She knows.
There is no water.
The fire is missing.
The wind is missing.
The earth is missing.
Water to propel. To give support.
Fire to ignite. To give warmth.
Wind to blow out To give freedom.
Earth to root. To give security.
“Will he come?”
A whisper, softly in the night.
A decision loud in the heart.
He, her water.
He, her fire.
He, her wind.
He, their earth.
Your whisper. His decision.
Your grip. His decision.
Your well. His decision.
Your oven. His decision.
Your windmill. His decision.
Your root. His decision.
The heart beats loudly. For hours. She waited. She is waiting. She will wait. One second. A minute. One hour. A day. One month. A year. One life. Far away and yet so close. She has to wait. She has no other choice. Your future.
A crunch. A jerk. A distance. Insight.
“You came.” Hesitantly. Warm steam escapes into the cold.
“I came.” Hesitantly. Warm steam escapes into the cold.
"And ...?" Unspoken words waft from head to head.
He takes a step. "A lot has happened."
Doze off.
He takes a step. "When I first saw you, I never thought something like this would happen."
Doze off.
He takes a step. "You made a difficult decision for me."
Doze off.
He stops. "That's why it took me a long time to be sure."
He takes a step. Laughs. Nervousness in the face. "To be honest, I was sure when you asked."
One more step. "I just needed a little time for myself. And I didn't really dare. But now I'm here."
He takes one last step. The middle of the distance is behind you.
“Now you are here.” Her eyes speak to her inside. Tears flow.
She sobs. Then - suddenly - she storms off towards him. Overcomes the distance, the piece.She grabs, hugs, doesn't let go. He gives, hugs, doesn't let go.
One second. A minute. One hour. A day. One month. A year. One life.
She looks up. He smiles gently. She replies.
Then they lean towards each other, slowly closing their eyes. Their lips are touching. Hesitant. Excited. Inquiring. Gently. For a brief moment they let go of each other, only to then surrender to each other. Passionate. Excited. Urgent. Loving.
And the elements break out.
Cold creeps around. Almost invisible haze flutters across the clear night sky. Stars glitter. Brownish red foliage hides the earth. The bare tree is freezing. The girl is trembling. Nevertheless, he tries to calm it down with his tribe. A swap.
The tree stands firm. Deeply rooted. Calm. The girl unsure. Without anchoring. Trembling. The tree is an oak. The girl so tender. The tree has waited a long time. The girl will wait a long time. It is approaching its end. Her on her beginning. Its leaves are withered. Your flowers will soon bloom.
But the girl is still waiting. She understands. Your future. Far away and yet so close.
Her goal is to grasp. But there is a piece missing. Only he can give it. She knows.
There is no water.
The fire is missing.
The wind is missing.
The earth is missing.
Water to propel. To give support.
Fire to ignite. To give warmth.
Wind to blow out To give freedom.
Earth to root. To give security.
“Will he come?”
A whisper, softly in the night.
A decision loud in the heart.
He, her water.
He, her fire.
He, her wind.
He, their earth.
Your whisper. His decision.
Your grip. His decision.
Your well. His decision.
Your oven. His decision.
Your windmill. His decision.
Your root. His decision.
The heart beats loudly. For hours. She waited. She is waiting. She will wait. One second. A minute. One hour. A day. One month. A year. One life. Far away and yet so close. She has to wait. She has no other choice. Your future.
A crunch. A jerk. A distance. Insight.
“You came.” Hesitantly. Warm steam escapes into the cold.
“I came.” Hesitantly. Warm steam escapes into the cold.
"And ...?" Unspoken words waft from head to head.
He takes a step. "A lot has happened."
Doze off.
He takes a step. "When I first saw you, I never thought something like this would happen."
Doze off.
He takes a step. "You made a difficult decision for me."
Doze off.
He stops. "That's why it took me a long time to be sure."
He takes a step. Laughs. Nervousness in the face. "To be honest, I was sure when you asked."
One more step. "I just needed a little time for myself. And I didn't really dare. But now I'm here."
He takes one last step. The middle of the distance is behind you.
“Now you are here.” Her eyes speak to her inside. Tears flow.
She sobs. Then - suddenly - she storms off towards him. Overcomes the distance, the piece.She grabs, hugs, doesn't let go. He gives, hugs, doesn't let go.
One second. A minute. One hour. A day. One month. A year. One life.
She looks up. He smiles gently. She replies.
Then they lean towards each other, slowly closing their eyes. Their lips are touching. Hesitant. Excited. Inquiring. Gently. For a brief moment they let go of each other, only to then surrender to each other. Passionate. Excited. Urgent. Loving.
And the elements break out.