The Promise

night

Dan exhaled into the darkness of the motel room. He sat, relaxed, reclining flat-out on the beige sofa. The light of the crescent moon filtered through the blinds.

The cat-like figure of Cai stole through the apartment. Dan could just make out his outline in the hallway. He could tell that Cai, was nervous, shooting him furtive glances in the gloom, thinking that he couldn’t see.

Cai stood in front of Dan, inviting him forward. Dan stood up and faced Cai. “I normally don’t kiss on the first date,” Cai laughed. His innocence was endearing, in a counter-intuitive kind of way.

Dan took his hands and pulled him closer. Cai put his long arms around Dan’s neck. He could feel the promise of Cai’s security in the strong hands on his shoulders. He wanted to understand the mystery.

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Love is a Haunting

Sabrina's Haunter

Seaweed twisted and floated overhead. Dappled sunlight cut through the waves and rippled down from above.

Alli was walking, on the shallow ocean floor, in a white suit. Gray, wooden buildings lined the street, on either side, underwater. The doorways yawned, black, empty entrances, that doubled as windows to oblivion.

The water was clear. Nealy also walked, far ahead, in a beige suit, instead – her beige suit. Her orange hair floated behind her, longer than Alli remembered, dangling in a loose braid, stray wisps sticking out in every direction. The halo on a sun. The corona, the crown.

Alli walked behind her, dragging an ax on the ground, holding the yellow handle in her left hand. The blade cut up clods and carved out furrows of brown sand, which curled into clouds, following in Alli’s wake.

Nealy turned and met her gaze. The green eyes that locked with Alli’s, over the thin shoulder were unmistakable. Alli knew it was Nealy, but it could have been anyone. She barely recognized her anymore. The memory was shredded to ribbons.

Alli woke up in tears, staring up into the cold, still night.

I did everything for you, her lone thought hung in the darkness, rattling in the air, like a question.

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Second image courtesy of Kristina Stipetic

Music

Beyoncé – “Haunted”