Sunday 7 September 2014

Some Other Time, Some Other Place



The music was muffled slightly out on the balcony. But it didn’t matter to them, as they were too busy stealing a long, passionate kiss. But then he broke it, taking a step back.

“We can’t… This has to stop. My wife…”

She tried to hold back her tears as she slowly nodded. “I know, I know, but… Why can’t we be together? Why can’t we be happy?”

He took her hand slowly.

“Maybe in some other place, some other time…”

In another place, in another time, she stabbed him as he tried to rape her after pillaging her village.

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