Chibimagic's Weblog

August 2011

Posted on: February 14, 2014

Early morning, the bike ride up C street is quiet and quick. No lights to stop for or pedestrians to dodge. It’s a jarring contrast from its normal bustle in the evenings, as she’s only seen it before. Other than the odd lone priorietor outside his shop, everything now stands stark and too-bright in the morning light. It’s beautiful and breathtaking in a post-apocalyptic sort of way.

It’s her first time leaving for work from his place. Everything is still fresh and new. Now come the routines that become the rhythm of a relationship. In these moments of diminished light, magical and fleeting, everything is established and enshrined. And full of possibility.

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