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The Shadow Boy -- Chapter 3POV switch:: Chassidy's perspective -- first person
Do you ever feel like you're not alone when indeed you are? Or that you're being watched when you don't see anyone around you? I had never gotten those feelings until recently. It was an interesting feeling. I wondered why, if I was being watched, my secret admirer hadn't tried communicating with me yet? Hmmm.
I pondered a few possible explanations as I walked to the park to meet Jude.
Maybe my admirer was unable to speak. Maybe he lost his voice in a crazy freak accident and he is unable to speak to me. Oooh.
Or perhaps my admirer is married and he has fallen hopelessly in love with me, but he can't approach me because he thinks I'm too tempting and he wants to remain faithful to his wife. Hehehehe.
Another possibility could be that he's from another world, or dimension. And it's against the laws of his civilization to talk to me, because I'm a human. Maybe if he were to get involved with me he'd get in trouble with the laws of his w
The Shadow Boy -- Chapter TwoA couple of weeks passed and the boy had continued watching over the girl each and every day. Mondays and Thursdays she'd buy a train ticket and visit a nearby town. Tuesdays she'd hang with other female peers. Wednesdays and Fridays were unpredictable; sometimes she'd go for a coffee, other times she'd visit a book store or the fountain and read for hours. Sundays she would do time-consuming chores. The boy hadn't been able to watch over her on Saturdays. She would go every which-way and with the hustle and bustle of the town the boy always lost sight of her. He would switch leaders in broad daylight, a dangerous stunt, in his attempts to watch over her and learn more and more about this girl. If he were to slip up and make an unexpected move then the human leaders might notice him and all of his kind would be known about. Another danger was if he were left in the sun too long without a leader he could perish.
Today was Saturday and the boy was determined to follow the girl, even if i
The Shadow Boy -- Chapter OneOnce upon a time, there was a boy. Unlike any other boy. This boy had no physical form. No one could recognize him. All day long he'd follow people. His job was to choose one person to stay by their side forever.
Today the boy chose to follow around a middle-aged man. The man worked at a shop in the center of the town. From inside the shop the boy could see a calming serene sight. It was the town's pride and joy, the circular fountain. From past leaders the boy had learned much about the circular fountain. It was a symbol of prosperity, love, and fortune. If anyone wanted any of these they would have to give up something and place it in the fountain's water. If it deemed you worthy it would grant your wish. But that was just a silly fairytale the locals from long ago made up to attract tourists. It seemed to work. Each day hundreds of people would visit the town and toss coins, rings, chips, necklaces, and other items of value, into the exalted fountain.
As the morning went on, the boy
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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