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writers_muses - 44.5.C - Fireflies
Jul. 7th, 2008 02:53 pmPicture
The heat seemed to slowly drain out of the air as the sun sank beyond the horizon. As twilight descended it gave even the most ordinary objects a sense of mystery that could only be found in this shadowy time between day and night. It was a time when the world seemed full of wonders that could be found at no other moment. For Darius, it was a time to remember what it was like to be young and still amazed at the world around him.
Time tended to cause so many of his fellow Immortals to become jaded about the world they inhabited, and to overlook the magic that still lingered. They forgot about the simple joys of a child as the years passed, letting the harshness of their lives overshadow such things. Wonder and that certain sense of awe seemed to simply disappear in the light of day, leaving them missing something that they didn’t even know that they had lost. It was a fate that Darius did not wish to share.
So as day faded into dusk and the magic that was still left in the world made its nightly appearance, Darius went outside next to his gardens and lay down in the grass with his hands behind his head. He looked up as the stars started to awaken in the night sky and watched as soft green lights flickered in and out of existence around him. The peace of the night, when everything was soft and quiet, washed over him. Then he smiled to himself and wondered who else might be out there, watching and wondering the exact same things.
The heat seemed to slowly drain out of the air as the sun sank beyond the horizon. As twilight descended it gave even the most ordinary objects a sense of mystery that could only be found in this shadowy time between day and night. It was a time when the world seemed full of wonders that could be found at no other moment. For Darius, it was a time to remember what it was like to be young and still amazed at the world around him.
Time tended to cause so many of his fellow Immortals to become jaded about the world they inhabited, and to overlook the magic that still lingered. They forgot about the simple joys of a child as the years passed, letting the harshness of their lives overshadow such things. Wonder and that certain sense of awe seemed to simply disappear in the light of day, leaving them missing something that they didn’t even know that they had lost. It was a fate that Darius did not wish to share.
So as day faded into dusk and the magic that was still left in the world made its nightly appearance, Darius went outside next to his gardens and lay down in the grass with his hands behind his head. He looked up as the stars started to awaken in the night sky and watched as soft green lights flickered in and out of existence around him. The peace of the night, when everything was soft and quiet, washed over him. Then he smiled to himself and wondered who else might be out there, watching and wondering the exact same things.
