The Last Dance - Flash Fiction by @angerbda

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He came one more time.

As was his habit, his visit was random, unexpected. And then, I waited for him to come around the corner.

This time, even the weather did not deter him from his whimsical routine.

I did not see him, at first, occupied as I was, following the hieratic path of the raindrops on the windowpane. Focused on the slow race, my eyes registered a movement outside. The immobile shadow was back.

I wondered if I would be able to entice him, this time. Would he accept my invitation and come inside?

I was waiting... yet again.

**

I had met her by accident, somehow. It was a sunny day, I was walking at a leisure pace, erring here and there with no definite direction in mind. And I saw her.

The attraction was instantaneous, as the fated thunderstruck. I knew I had to leave, and never come back, but I needed to see her.

Would anything positive spring from this encounter?

I doubted it. This was doomed from the beginning.

Even though I knew about the insuperable difference that kept us apart, yet so near, I was still coming to see her, needed it... despite the rain.

**

"Incoming!" The young guard took his perimeter duty with an enthusiasm only someone his age could. They had already tried to discourage the intruder more than once, with no avail.

"How can she not realise how different he is?" He could not fathom the attachment between those two creatures so different.

"Let him do his nuptial dance, one last time." The older guard was not ready to strong-arm the poor fellow who looked so much like them, but was so different.

The intruder was probably the last of his sorts. He would not last much longer now... under the rain.

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