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By Baby Rose Date: 2007 Dec 18 Comment on this Work [[2007.12.18.14.04.13375]] |
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It was a late summer morn, dipped in the late gold of august, when the star of awakening still graced the earth with her warm, gossamer, decadence, but the early, misty, air still held a slightly damp chill to it. She was overcome that day with the joy of wearing that soft piece of cloth, just the idea of being able to drape it over her naked flesh made her feel like a child again, a beautiful, wide eyed, child. It was a brilliant emerald green with a sparkling trim and laced up tightly in the shapely, accentuating, bodice. The long ivory chemise that lied underneath held the comfort of a dressing gown, but swept the sandy floor with the elegance of a Grecian toga. It billowed at the wrist length sleeves and dipped low to reveal a full pallid breast, slightly raised with goose flesh from the fresh morning dew. It's cotton folds softly peeked through the open seams of the jewel toned overdress, providing an elegant contrast set by a timeless simplicity. The depth of the color complimented the sea of watercolor swimming within her large, darkly lined, hazel eyes making them appear even larger and mesmerizing like the gaze of an exotic feline. Her hair was long and chestnut toned but was lit like a candle by a touch of wine colored flame. It's waves were soft and sweeping like rising heat in mid July and her cheeks matched it's hue with the bright flush of excitement as she waited beneath the fervent shade of an evergreen for the festivities to begin. She heard the steady beating of the drums, begin to pattern, at first in low, sleepy tones, but then as the procession drew closet it erupted, followed by the melodic notes of fiddles,whistles, and mandolins. Then all at once she could see them all, their brightly colored garnments flowing together in one great ocean. All stepping to their own unsteady rhythms and frolicking merrily in jest and ancient custom, renewed. She marveled at them all in their unique, period costume, the ladies tossing their flowers to the crowd with polite curtsies and the gentlemen steadfast on horses and hearty leather boots. This was like the dream that she had always envisioned, falling into this black hole to witness all that had been, the glory, the gaiety, the emphasis placed so highly on tradition and ceremony. She could hardly contain her jubilation when the nobility arose in their elegant array. Hats plumed with bright ostrich feathers and flirtacious fans flying in the wind. She wanted to be in the center with them, to have all eyes on her as she witness golden, auburn, and raven haired beauties flow so gracefully past her. Then as all had began in an instance it had ceased and time itself was a broken grandfather clock. The earth and heaven were at last one and two spirits collided with a single, locking, glance. He was at the very end, walking slowly with an older woman of a slight build. They were smiling heartily and talking amongst one another, the sun beaming down upon them. She did not notice him at first she was far too busy admiring the decorations adorning the royal carriage that had just meandered by but when his head had turned just ever so slightly toward her she caught a fleeting glimpse of the deepest shade of blue that she had ever witnessed. He was dressed rather plainly in tones of autumn. A widely brimmed hat sat atop his head without a single adornment or even so much as a band. His brown hair hung just below the shoulder and was tied back in a thick band of leather. He was tall and thin with a pleasant face but not a particularly striking man. In fact she probably wouldn't have even saw him if it wasn't for his piercing eyes. There was something about them which seemed to draw her in. His head finally turned all the way toward her when the little old woman next to him turned and smiled at her with an odd crooked sort of smile. When he saw her he stopped walking completely and their eyes stood fixed upon one another as if all else had vanished in a thick fog. When the sky and sea came together, waves crashed into the sun and bits of falling gold lit the water, the golden water returned to make a path in the sky so that the heavens may fall to earth. It was like an ancient reckoning at once spirits knew one another and hands touched with just the mere flicker of an eyelash. She knew and he knew that something had been found just then a piece to a great puzzle had just been connected, a key had turned with the great lock of fate. It seemed like forever that they gazed at one another, until he was finally pulled along and grew further and further from her sight. And when the last lock of his hair escaped her grasp she just looked at the ground and smiled, she knew that she would probably never see him again but she also knew that she had been changed forever somehow and she would never forget the moment their spirits held each other, the moment she felt whole..... |