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Waiting (Amanda Felix)

Absurd. I believe that this is the closest definition. How can just the sight of her neck disrupt my heart rate, turning it into the heaviest heavy metal imaginable? And this (undeniably beautiful) image carries the power to deprive me of sleep and sanity for days on end. Thus, all messed up, I am a moth attracted to the light that I know will burn me. With the patience that I no longer have, I wait to see her again.

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She walks over to me and my breath hitches at the same time as I try everything I have to hide it. The woman asks me about the meeting we will have soon, and I struggle to understand her doubts as I answer them automatically. Why? Well, the minute she invaded my space all I could notice were the little explosions of color inside a pair of already multicolored eyes... Are they green, are they brown? Many people call these bursts of color “Sectoral Heterochromia”, I call them stars. A starry look stares at me, I snap out of my reverie. "That's right! See you there in 15! ”, I reply. An exchange of smiles - back to work.

“J’ai tout gâché”, il avait dit la veille. Mais non, il n’avait rien gâché. Au lieu d’une cassure, la transparence était tombée sur elle, une vérité venant de nulle part. Glaciale changeuse de monde.

Elle récita les mots secrets. 

- Brum’ ere tang lamer, meisop von eilifer ... Bnam chek larm ornail, veben myrr cat tainey lamd.

He hides behind his writings.

His words reflect his personality and reveal the depths of his heart.

He seeks himself.

This is in response to the ‘Twenty-Words Tuesday’ prompt by Akanksha Singh @ Bulbul. The challenge is to write a story in exactly 20 words for the prompt word hiding.

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*Good enough. You still have to put money in the swear jar, though.

*Grillby presses his face against her.