Where I challenge myself to write at least one micro story/text/something each week.
Very loosely inspired by my playthrough of Star Wars the Old Republic latest extension.
She looked into the distance, her eyes fixed on an horizon that had become all too familiar in the past few months, her gaze seizing the slight dance of the wind in the trees without really seeing it.
She had never felt so alone.
Oh she was surrounded, of course, and barely ever left alone, really. She was even thankful to be in such good company. But he wasn’t there.
And she missed him.
More than she ever thought she would miss anyone. The last person she would have imagined getting close to, least of all fall in love with.
She missed his laugh, his good heart and the way he looked at her. She missed his presence at her side. She missed him with every breath she took.
Her feelings were against everything she’d ever been taught, against the beliefs at the core of her existence but they were real.
Real enough to leave a hole in her heart and a never-ending string of unanswered questions in her mind.
“Where are you?” she whispered to the wind, hoping for an answer that would never come. She sighed, wondering for the millionth time if he still loved her, fearing the answer like she had never feared anything before.
Where are you?