game of thrones ~ Sherod Santos

'The Abyss' Sculpture by Pietro Canonica

Not seeing her decision was already at hand, already foretold in the stars’ slow-circling parables, his thoughts had drifted off somewhere; and the rain-washed pebbles beneath his feet, the teary shine they each blinked back, seemed the sad reminder of a dream he’d once had as a boy. About a girl he’d imagined was moving toward him through all the uncertainties of time and space, over secret pathways, crossing hidden streams, and destined like Plato’s paradigm to complete them both in the rounded shell-shape of a single soul…
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Sherod Santos