10th June - Myth - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 300
I read, against my will, that JKR was now attacking the ace community.
To my ace followers and readers. I see you. I am with you. I stand with you. I am one of you.
And so is my Remus.
This is for you.
Love at first sight was the stuff of myth, although Remus had read enough to know that it was a myth that endured.
It wasn't confined to the pages of the novels he devoured. It was there in the black and white matinee films his mum so dearly loved. The sophisticated, worldly men and breathless, beautifully-lit women seemed to know all about it. Their eyes would meet across a crowded room, and the rest of the party would disappear in a swirl of soft focus and swelling score.
It was in the music that he listened to, sprawled out on the rug in his bedroom at home, watching the shadows the rain cast from the skylight above.
The twang of the guitar, the soft keys of the piano, the moody voice of Roberta Flack expressing a fullness of emotion that Remus desperately wanted to experience one day.
But perhaps some part of him was broken? A consequence of the lycanpthropy, perhaps, or fear?
Whatever it was he couldn't help but feel empty, always reaching for a fullness of emotion he feared he'd never feel.
The first time ever I saw your face....
Where were the songs about the love of a thousand glances? The incremental, gentle, unfurling of a feeling, that was both fierce and tender? Where were the poems about everyday gestures, that one day add up to so much more than the sum of their parts? Where were the films that were slower than slow burn, where love comes as naturally and instinctively as breathing...until the time comes to hold your breath and finally take that jump...
...into the unknown of uncertainty...
...into the depths of what might be...
...scared of risking all that they had for the hope they could be more....
...and write a myth of their own in the stars.