In Love with an Invisible Man

In Love with an Invisible Man In Love with an Invisible Man

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

Should I let go? After all, how can she spend an entire lifetime with a mere invisible man?

Summary

Should I let go? After all, how can she spend an entire lifetime with a mere invisible man?

Chapter1 (v.1) - In Love with an Invisible Man

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Should I let go? After all, how can she spend an entire lifetime with a mere invisible man?

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: September 14, 2015

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: September 14, 2015

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Run. Run faster, deeper, further into that delicate glow of white mist. 

The Douglas-firs vanish underneath a blanket of white fog as Oregon's enchanting forest encapsulate and imprison all her senses - yes, imprison - that is how she feels; trapped amidst the thick of the fog, the damp, moist, cold morning mist.

She circles round and round, breathless, frantically searching for the silhouette of a white ghost. There is nothing here among this familiar meadow except a white canvas of clear smoke.

A soft glow suddenly forms in front of her.

The mist unfurls, uncurl, whirl, and recoil in slow elegant motions of soft swirls. The aura of his glow illuminates the dense fog, creating a burst of bright energy. She shields her eyes but like so many times before, she's awestruck and mystified.

He is taking physical form - a supernatural, magical, unbelievable sight only she can behold.

He begins to take shape, take physical human structure of tangible fingers and toes, hot breath, cold sweat, rough skin, deep wrinkles, wet tears, and a ghastly dried scab on his left temple; the eternal reminder of a fatal blow. He stands before her a tall man, tone muscles; a set of brown eyes rest underneath the ridge of his deep brow. His chocolate chin length hair sweeps across his beautiful face.

He is the epitome of perfection.

She grips onto her chest with both hands and sinks both knees into the wet earthy soil. She opens her mouth to speak but no words escape. She looks up as he walks toward her and like so many times before, her hesitations, reservations, and doubts all vanish into thin air.

He kneels down in front of her and wipes her tears, tears she hadn't even noticed. He cups her face with his cold hands and she strokes her cheek against his touch. My God, he feels so alive, so real, so solid.

"I know why you came here," his voice is deep and husky to match his mystery, "my answer is still no."


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