#paradoxwritten

Dorian hated this new time. Everything was loud and intense, and the months that he’d been here had done little to help him get used to it. He had accepted to some extent that what they called electricity wasn’t magic, but rather an advancement in technology, but he still felt uneasy about it. The cars were loud, the lights were bright and things never slowed down. 

To add insult to injury he had also lost his great love.  In the blink of an eye he had traveled out of Emily’s lifetime, and his heart ached whenever his thoughts wandered to the beautiful woman he’d left behind. 

Today he was walking along a street that was too busy for his taste. He was on his way to a cafe he’d discovered a week before. While modern life confused him greatly still he had decided that the access to beverages was an upside to it. He was just passing a bookstore when someone caught his eye through the window. He stopped, looked again, and he could have sworn the woman just inside there was identical to his Emily, enough so that without thinking he went right into the bookstore, and spoke before he could even thing. 

“Lady Emily? Do my eyes play tricks on me, or could it truly be you?” 

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"Gray,” Elijah said quietly, soft smile on his lips. “It’s just lunch with someone who wants to ask about my last accident. It’s fine. We’ll be in a public place.” Elijah never really had anyone who cared about his well being this much before, not since his parents, anyway. He was really touched. “Would you feel better if you came with me? Sit nearby so you can keep an eye out?” Elijah wanted to reach out and take Grayson’s hand, but he wanted Gray to know that Elijah was okay with what was going on. “Yes, things have been bad, but they can’t stay bad forever.”