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    dots Submission Name: (Phantom) in this Lifedots

    Author: Agent V.
    ASL Info:    23/girl/small town
    Elite Ratio:    7.23 - 38/29/24
    Words: 324
    Class/Type: Prose/Romance
    Total Views: 1323
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
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       Written for a winter literature contest. Inspired by walking into the house and being greeted by the subtle aroma of coffee.

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    dots(Phantom) in this Lifedots

    He admired the subtle aroma of brewing coffee beans and the low chattering of laptop keys. Amateur mass-produced paintings painstakingly decorated the walls, but the iridescence of the snowflakes meandering along the breeze outside proved to be a better distraction. He seemed to notice his surroundings more now than ever.

    The love of his short life sat waiting in a comfortable chair next to the window that illustrated the love that he felt for her through snowflakes and virgin snow and children happy and bundled from the cold. He so loved to keep her warm. She seemed to shiver as if her sweater, scarf, and a warm café weren’t efficient enough. He went to her. He caressed her hands as he moved them to hold the coffee cup at her table. He didn’t want to let go of her soft angel skin. He didn’t think he ever could.

    For just a moment he breathed in her beautiful, personal scent. As much as he tried he failed to memorize the beauty she instilled. He was briefly brought back to a point in time in some other lifetime when the two of them called in to work to instead enjoy the fresh fallen snow. She laughed like a child when she successfully hit him with a snowball. She laughed to tears when he came after her with a one of his own.

    He wasn’t there to protect her anymore.

    She left the café and headed down the deserted city sidewalk. She didn’t see the car sliding on the ice. There was no one there to see it either.

    Life is fragile like a frozen pond. She will always remember the falling snow and how warm her hands felt against her coffee cup that day.

    He blinked. The café around him was quiet and cozy. He had a feeling he was waiting for something that could never come…

    Submitted on 2007-12-02 16:00:41     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This made me shiver and it's not from the coldness i'm feeling right now. I loved it totally. You have a very interesting story going on. I just couldn't believe the words when i read it. It was so wonderfully drawn in my head. Every word was perfectly crafted here. You've done perfectly at the describing a romance in the middle of winter. Makes me want to cry about my boyfriend. I've just moved here to Canada and my boyfriend isn't here to protect me from the snow. I can also totally relate with the hot coffee cup and my hands. I purposefully keep hot coffee in my hands to keep it heated.

    You've got a great title and a great story, people will have to be crazy not to consider you a winner for the winter literature contest. You've won my vote.


    | Posted on 2007-12-03 00:00:00 | by charmedidentity | [ Reply to This ]

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