A Land He Thought He Knew, Part 2 (Day 676)

Part 2.

Everything about her sang. 

When she walked 

across the red sand, tiny 

bells rang out from her 

ankles, and her hair rippled 

and snapped like sleek grasses 

in the rising wind. His heart

knew the words to her melody, 

and his eyes followed her as she 

went through the rhythm 

of her days, and at night 

his dreams covered her 

like a warm woolen blanket, 

but still, she did not see him. 

How this could be, he tried to 

understand, demanding answers 

from the god he prayed to

—railed at—as he climbed 

those bloody, mountainous dunes. 

To no avail. To her, he was not 

unavailable, nor even off limits. 

No, to her, he was invisible, 

and that was the worst fate of all.

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

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