Roberta A.K. Miles
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The Midnight Candle
The streets of the bustling city were bathed in the moon's soft glow as Jasmine wandered aimlessly through the crowded sidewalks. It was a chilly autumn night, and she shivered beneath her coat, seeking warmth and solace. Lost in her thoughts, she barely noticed the small bookstore tucked away in a corner, its window adorned with flickering candles. Intrigued, she pushed open the door, and the tinkling of a bell announced her arrival. Inside, the air was fragrant with the scent of aging books. Rows upon rows of novels stood like sentinels, waiting to be discovered. Jasmine meandered through the shelves, running her fingers along the spines, until she found herself in the poetry section. There, beneath a dimly lit lamp, she noticed a man hunched over a worn-out leather notebook. His dark hair fell across his face, hiding his eyes, as he fervently scribbled down his thoughts. The passion in his expression captured Jasmine's attention, and she couldn't help but be drawn to his mysterious aura. Mesmerized, she watched as he closed the notebook, revealing piercing blue eyes that sparkled with a hint of sadness. Their gazes locked for a fleeting moment before he looked away, breaking the connection. Emboldened by curiosity, Jasmine approached him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice your intense writing. Are you a poet?" Startled, he looked up, a mixture of surprise and intrigue in his eyes. "Yes, I suppose you could say that. Poetry is my refuge, my way of capturing the beauty of the world."
By Roberta A.K. Miles3 years ago in Fiction
The Midnight Candle
Years turned into decades, but Jasmine and Ethan's love remained steadfast, an eternal flame that defied the passing of time. They weathered the storms of life together, their bond growing stronger with each challenge they faced. Their love story became a source of inspiration for others, a testament to the enduring power of true love. People would often ask them for advice, seeking the secret to their everlasting happiness. Jasmine and Ethan would smile knowingly, their eyes twinkling with wisdom. "Love is not about perfection," Jasmine would say, her voice filled with gentle grace. "It's about acceptance and understanding. It's about embracing the flaws and celebrating the unique essence of the person you hold dear." Ethan would nod, his gaze filled with unwavering devotion. "And it's about never ceasing to nurture the flame of love. Like a midnight candle, it requires care, attention, and the willingness to light it even in the darkest of times." Their lives were a tapestry woven with shared experiences, laughter, and even tears. Together, they danced through the chapters of their love story, savoring each moment as if it were a precious jewel. As the years passed, their bodies grew old, but their spirits remained youthful. They held hands and strolled along the same streets where their love had blossomed, reminiscing about the adventures they had embarked upon.
By Roberta A.K. Miles3 years ago in Fiction
