The Black Prince:Edith Willes meets Edward Woods

Edith Willes meets Edward Woods

For some reason I  decided to go for a walk earlier that  day, something in my heart told me that I was going to find something but never thought I would won a prize beyond measure.

I saw his horse getting near me as if he was desperate to get here without even knowing who I was. My heart starts hasten faster and I don´t know what am I going to do when he´s finally there. I know that horse, everyone knows who he is but the fact that he´s marching my way makes it all absolutely unbelievable. What can I possible offer to him?  I´m just a  girl, he´s the sun.

He finally it´s here and all my doubts have gotten worse, I just don´t understand this.

-Good morning.

Brain tumor, just smile at him.

-It´s really rare to find someone around here this early.-He says nervously  and looking at me intensively.

Ok, Edith. He wants to talk to you. Say something you idiot!!

-I agree with you Sir but it´s in the sunrise where the soul purifies itself until the new nights arrives.-  Well said you clever girl.

He´s smiling now. I must have surprised him, this is a good thing. What a beautiful smile! Wao. My heart stops.

-I´m Edward Woods.- he extended his hand at me.

-Nice to meet you Edward, My name is Edith Willes.-I know who you are but let´s just pretend, it´s funnier that way. I emphasize my last name so it would be clear to him that we´re totally different and he´s way out of my league.

Do you live around here?-He asks me and I can see he´s eager to hear me saying yes.

- Yes.

He hesitates on making his move, I should stop this right here, nothing good will come for me.

-Can I walk you home?- He finally gets the courage to ask me.

I start walking, this is the best choice but my heart sounds angry at me and tells me why i´m refusing a simple walk home so I turn to him.

-Are you coming?

The walk home is silent at the beginning and I honestly don´t know why I listened to my heart but I once read that  our way to happiness is to listen to him, I feel a thousand of butterflies trying to get out through my mouth but I hold them in. He starts the conversation again, why he wants to talk to me. I´m just Edith Willes you are the wealthiest man in England, what can I possible say to entertain you? Then it hits me. I don´t have to, he has plenty of that nonsense in his world I get to be the one thing that it´s not predictable and I get to simply be myself. What´s the worse it could happen? then i stopped and change my mind;

-Listen, you don´t have to walk me home at all. You came to introduce yourself and that´s more than enough. Soon, someone will be looking for you and I don´t want to be part of all that circus you´re involved in. Thank you but I can continue from here.- I was really rude to him.

He stopped and I feel like the world ended, he believed my taunted words.

-You´re some quiet enigmatic woman Ms. Edith Willes. It was you who asked me to walk you home.

-And now I just changed my mind.- I spit the words with anger but why I was angry?

He approaches me; he´s near me and out the blue holds me tight to him. He´s used to get his own way.

-Edward, if you kiss me I will hit you hard there and you won´t be able to walk for days. .-I sound menacing now.

He´s eyes go wild, he´s trying to suppress a smile but still doesn´t let go.

-I won´t kiss you until you ask me to but since your threat didn´t forbid me from having you  like this I guess it´s more of what I can wish for. I know you´re different and I wish to get to know you more. I agree about the circus part and I truly wish you´re not like the rest of them. I can see now that you´re not. Can I come here tomorrow morning to see you?

I want to say no and now I see how he charms everyone around him, I understand why no one says no to him, he´s mesmerizing.

-No.

-No? Why? - He looks surprised.

-You know why. You´re getting married! I will not be like the rest.-I say it.

His face suddenly turns sad and he starts looking down, he was hoping I didn´t know but who doesn´t know all the details of his family dominant empire. Even when I try to avoid all kinds of superficial conversations people in town only talks about him and the wedding of the century.

-Edward, you need to turn and go back to your reality I will not be used as an escape. Please let me go.- I begged.

-Please... I really need someone like you in my life. Someone that sees through  me, for who I am and not for my family name. I need a friend.

I breathe in and out while i look a thim. I can be a friend to him but if I do this I have to protect my heart or I will end up crying for a married man. I extend my hand to him and we walk towards my house. How can I be friends with the most gorgeous man on earth without falling for him?

-Tomorrow?

-Tomorrow. - I say without any doubt.

Edward woods walked me home, tried to kiss me and now wants to be my friend. Well done Ms. Edith, now your life went from simple to complicated.

TO BE CONTINUED

The Black Prince: The encounter

When I decide to read no one could stop me from my quest. I would search until something catches my attention and I would pursue the goal of understanding all angles of it. Yesterday was one of those days where I needed to find another great story  that my mind could recreate and share it across the world.  I truly believe that as time passes cultures, generations and knowledge makes life better, complicated and with unnecessary worries. However, one thing is constant. One thing remains. One thing will keep surviving after wars, arguments and diseases. One thing is untouched: a love story.

Salomée.

The encounter

He walks in the vast land and searches for a unknown horizon to him, he woke up with the same feeling today: something has been missing in all this. It´s funny he thinks that way, what can be missing in his life?  He was born in a rich nest with no limitations or restrictions, he will be the next corporation president before turning thirty and  his life from our point of view  is perfect. What are you missing? He asks the same question we ask, yet he feels he needs more. He keeps looking around what it seemed like a castle but it´s just a big house to his eyes. He decides to go for a horse ride and discovered some new adventures. He does this every morning in hopes to fulfill his emptiness. He thinks it would be another quick boring ride and in less than a couple of minutes he will return home to the same boring routine.

I can see her now and in a instance I know that the Edward´s ride will be different and I would witness the universe ¨ catastrophe ¨ conspiracy to make souls encounter the key to their blind folded mind, to find peace and to live free. She will be all of that for him yet will hurt him back just to understand how much they love each other, ¨ Elle est son âme ¨.

She is blissfully ignorant of the wind coming her way, there´s satisfaction on walking these unknown lands every morning just to keep in mind that things in life are simple. She sees that her surrounding is all that she needs and this is more than enough. Inconscients de ce que l'avenir lui apporterait.

I was going to witness the beginning of a profound connection that would transcend history, inheritance, society, preconceptions and any other judgmental feeling that could blind any foolish and shallow human being. I never thought this encounter would also teach me something but it did.

He´s closer now, he thought that he wouldn´t find anyone at this time. He sees a silhouette in the horizon and as he gets closer, he wants to find out who is it. It seemed like a blur from the distance, that probably he was being enchanted by ¨Le mirage¨ of her. He stopped. I wasn´t close enough to hear them but many years later he shared it in a winter night with coffee.

-Good morning.

She  returned the greeting with a smile.

-It´s really rare to find someone around here this early.-He says nervously while being locked by her eyes.

-I agree with you Sir but it´s in the sunrise where the soul purifies itself until the new nights arrive.-She speaks poetry.

He smiles. He smiles with the thousand lighting stars smile and dazzles her.

-I´m Edward Woods.

-Nice to meet you Edward, My name is Edith Willes .

They stay quiet, looking at each other. Recognizing this is a unprecedent event, they met and their lives would be turned and would linger together for as long as they shall live.

-Do you live around here?-He´s anxious.

- Yes.- She smiles.

-Can I walk  you home?

She doesn´t answer and starts walking, he freezes. She turns.

-Are you coming?

I see them going together accompany by the horse, I´m curious and I follow too.

The time passes and every morning I see them reunited and walking to her house, this keeps happening  for a while but  not too much time passes and now I see them holding hands then kissing on the cheeks and finally one  beautiful spring morning they´ve kissed. 

I smiled. They found each other.

TO BE CONTINUED

Let us write

Let us write the new blank page we began this year and let´s fill it with hope of a new opportunity ahead  for us to love  deeply and with less selflessness. Let us put  our hands in the horizon and touch the purity of a new sunrise and the goodbye of each precious sunset. Let us be  capture by the moment itself as we acknowledge the simplicity and the magic within, that it will pass, that it will not be forever but we were worthy of living it.

Let us write about love like if it´s air to our soul and the food that nourishes our heart. Let´s dance under the rain while everybody else is crying for misfortune when they should be making lemonades out of it. Let us run chasing the wind until we rest in the nearest cloud that would take us closer to our dreams. Let us be free and act free because this is the only eternal elixir our life could ever drink and feel satisfied. Let us crave for perfection, let us try to achieve it, let us fight for it, let us even die trying but let us seek it.

Let us write about unicorns, fairytales and new worlds while we try to make our own a better place. Let us hold hands and stand together to overcome sadness, cruelty and unloving ways. Let us walk as one, let us show our worth, let us see that in diversity we find the answer to almost all questions. Let us share our passions, let us express them and be authentic about them no matter if not everyone understands it. Give us the benefit of the doubt.

Let us write about hot and coldt , let us climb the highest mountain until we see our life fulfilled and heading towards excellence but  not to the world´s concept of success and yes to  the reason of why we were created and purposed for. Let us make mistakes and correct our ways as we walk on earth and be blessed with only one chance at life. Let us understand that the only reason it´s to be happy, have hard laughs throughout each day and wake up to do it all over again with more satisfaction.

Let us write under our own terms as we find the challenges that will build our character and prepare us to endure while we wait. Let us have this New Year as a victor sees his accomplishments rewarded with respect and honor.

I will write, let me write.

Salomée.

Her L'Os à Moelle

Someone is walking the narrow street while lighting a cigarette to burn some life out of the troubled heart. You can see a short dress with some high heels marking her steps as she gets out of the dark alley.  She finds a table outside of the French bistro and sits while the burning continue and her lungs recent it without hurting. She waits.

More burn comes in and some more comes out. She´s still waiting. Legs crossed now decides to redo her red lips and savors some great past memoirs that makes her mouth watery, she remembered once more and smiles. She keeps waiting. Red lust on her lips and she waits.

The dress lets us see her path and also her back with the little trails of a butterfly kissing her skin. She waits. The smoke of the third cigarette is done and her fingers caress the next one. She´s peculiar, not tall but with such a presence, not the prettiest but with such captivating eyes, not the thinnest but with the right curves for certain preferences. I can´t say she´s beautiful but almost perfect for some. But she still waits.

 It seemed like shewas  getting impatience so she grabs the phone and drops it immediately as if she remembers that she can´t neither call nor demand. She has to wait.

I can see her face completely now, the lights are finally touching her eyes and I see someone worried, as if she´s afraid that she would have to wait forever. I wonder if he knows that’s she´s waiting, I wonder if he understands why she does it.

A car slowly drives across the bistro and the front lights won´t let me see who´s coming out but, as I see her standing up and turning off the cigarette I can see who she´s being waiting for.

She´s no longer waiting. After seeing her grin I couldn´t avoid smiling widely. She would wait for him for as long as it takes no matter time, lands nor obstacles. She would wait, the cigarettes and the memories would keep her company while he´s gone.

Salomée

Adapting

            

            Once upon a time the seashells found themselves growing in love with the sea. As time passed, they enjoyed the splendor, profound love of the sea. The sea was their world and never crossed their mind that their surrounding may changed.

They fell in love completely since their nature is being hard by developing a protective outer layer created by an animal that lives in the sea making their world perfect.

Once released in to the sea, something strange happens: The sea finds them incomplete and decides to push them away to the land surrounding. What the sea didn´t imagine was that  the Seashells would find rocks and after continuously being pushed away  they finally connect and attached to the rocks.

A new kind of love was born,  a  hard love intended to their nature. The rock stops being ugly because now the seashells cover them turning the rocks into a beautiful master piece.

 Awkward, isn´t it?  Finding pain and then a new way to love.

The seashells are no longer part of the sea, the Rockshells are now part of a constant rock.

Salomée.

Mi querida mami,

Hoy los días se acumularon juntandose en semanas, luego en meses y finalmente en un año mas de vida. 

Hoy celebras con nuestra familia y aunque distante una de la otra  mi corazón no deja de palmitar al recordar que tengo la mejor madre del mundo.

Quisiera poder pagar aunque sea un poco de todo lo que diste para nosotras, tu dedicación, tu sacrificio, tu entrega, tu persistencia, tu empreño en darnos lo mejor, tus cariños, tu disciplina, tus consejos, todo habla de lo maravillosa que eres.

Quisiera que nunca olvides cuanto eres amada, admirada,querida, pensada y cuanto quiero poder ser un ejemplo para mis hijos como lo eres para mi.

Soy bendecida con mas que una madre, tengo una confidente, alguien que me conoce mejor que qualquier otra persona, que me acepta y me ama tal qual soy.

Hoy celebro tu vida, tu grandeza, tu inmeso corazón, tu fuerza, tus dones y tus logros. Hoy  te mereces mas que unas vacaciones, te mereces el cielo .

Hoy entiendo que tengo dos angeles aqui en la tierra y planeo pasar el resto de mi vida intentando devolverles a ambos todo lo que recibido de ustedes.

Te amo mami, Feliz Cumpleaños.

Con amor eterno, tu hija.

Can you?

Can you say the words?

I feel complete.

Can you regret any off it?

Never.

Can you walk forward on heels with red lipstick on and dancing all the way?

(Wide smile).

Can you stay on this spot forever?

Absolutely

Can you change?

Yes, but what for? I´m the way I am and I´m perfect just like this. All of it, right and wrong. With the extra pounds,  the cat-like eyes and the fortunate verses.

Can you make them change?

Yes I can.

Can you be the exception to the rule?

Always.

Can you make it better?

I can try. Better trying than quitting.

Can you see yourself turning back?

Not anymore.

Salomée