The Answer

Prompt: Write me a story about finding something you've always wanted. It doesn't need to be a physical thing, just something you've always yearned for.

The Answer

I studied for years. I spent all my weekends and holidays searching. I was told it could not be found, non-existent, impossible.

My friends were right. My enemies victorious. No door to the future, no pathway to time travel, no closet that would lead one into an alternate universe. None of them scientifically had any basis for fact.

Except the one I discovered last month, after I'd stopped looking, stopped believing, stopped even hoping.

Mariah. I found Mariah. That's the name for the wind, you know. That's how I knew her; she breezed right into my life, throwing dream dust into my eyes, casting smiles that floated me in air.

I think it was her green eyes, no - not green. Emerald, maybe. Or baby grass green -- the green of laughter and sweetness. And the sparkle of them. One look and I could never glance away.

I entered. A friendship. A date. A kiss. A collision with fate.

So I found the door. Not scientifically. Not through my research.

It was hidden. No phosphorous. No shimmers of light. No spectrum of light waves curved in and out.

But a path. All those years digging in deserts, experimenting with compounds, connecting electrodes. What a waste! When the answer was so simple.


Love is the door to an alternate universe.


You just have to fall and keep falling and falling.


Love



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