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by Damgun
Rated: · Short Story · Death · #1310386
A short story gripping the truth of fate and the choices in which two people make.
In the late summer of the this place; a teen laid in the tall grass under a large oak tree, lifting his right hand up into the air the sun rays passed through them and than he simple ran the hand through his deep golden hair. The summer breeze brought a cool relief from the beating sun and the burnt tops of the grass bowed in grace to the wind. Not to far away the shouting of a figure was running towards the boy, a girls hand raised in the air trying to get his attention. The boy sat up his shirt pressed against his back as the breeze caught the new object in its path, he could only smirk as she ran at him and yelled “Star, why must you always follow me?” standing up as the girl began to get closer and he turned on the back of his heel and took off running though his pace seemed slow making sure she could keep up with him. Finally as the boy stopped not to far behind him the girl slowed her pace, he spoke in a deep passion “I told you, I will not go back to that women she is not my future.” The girl laughed a little from her bent over stance breathing hard and said “I didn’t ask you to come back, well not yet that is, Leo.” The boy gave a small snort in frustrating annoyance, since he was small Star was always there in that town keeping him there, though he knew he could not remain there forever he had to finish what he had planned long ago. The girl now had walked up to him and stood there looking him over once and than dipping her head the red curls rolled in the wind. The silence between the two was almost untouched besides the rustling of the tall grass which reached far beyond their knee caps, both of them trapped in the others eyes.

The boy finally broke the silence as he said “We should be getting back soon otherwise I’m in for a beating and I would rather avoid that.” The girl laughed and turned away from him without saying another word with hands behind her back a steady pace of victory behind her, a smile spread across her face just not large enough to let Leo know that she was confident in her own power over him. Leo glanced up once and looked back at the sun that was setting in the distance, the grass surrounded him and the breeze blowing now a little hard pushing his hair to one side. The moment was rather strange he knew much to his own dismay that he would leave one day and she would be here alone. The crimson sun left a feeling of misunderstanding in his future, he turned slowly back to the town following his compassion for the figure which was now being covered in the darkness of the fleeting light. Smiling at the upper side of his mouth one he took the first step back towards the town and slowly began to run to catch up with the faint figure. The sun touching with the earth left nothing but the crimson burns which filled the sky, the same blood red that would later be cover the ground and the night sky ablaze from the small town. She had stopped him from going and yet it came to him, the war which he wished to be a part of to honor his life and yet even though he turned away from that fate it still found him. The fate was prewritten and the only choice he made was where he would lay on the ground, and just inches away the girl lay their arms outstretched reaching for one another. Though their eyes dull with no life anymore, though the small smiles remained on their faces as a final sign of their love to each other.
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