Author’s Note: I was juggling how to execute this until the answer finally came to me. Do something entirely unique or follow acrostic poem the book offers? Which one which one…
Sylus and I laid side by side in bed. His eyes were closed, but I knew he wasn’t asleep.
“A poem.” I studied the page before me.
“Hm?” Sylus mumbled beside me.
“Wanna write a poem?”
“Like, on the spot?”
“Like this.” I showed him the tiny book.
“Oh, alright. That shouldn’t be too difficult.”
“You start.”
“But this was your idea!”
“And I’m no wordsmith. Aren’t you a writer or something?”
“Ha,” he scoffed, “perhaps in another lifetime.”
“Start it for me.” I nudged him gently. “Please?”
“Ugh.” He took the book from me and reached for a pen on the bedside. “I Like you very much.”
“That doesn’t count!”
“Yes it does!”
I tore the book and pen from him.
“Obviously you’re the one for me.” I put it back in front of his face.
Grumbling, he took it back. “Verily, I do fancy thy posterior.”
I snatched it back. “This isn’t very poetic.” I chuckled.
“It’s the structure that matters more than rhyming or whatever.”
I kicked him under the covers.
“Every day I wake up to you beside me is another day in heaven.”
“Sondreh help me, you’re taking this much too seriously.”
“And you’re not taking it seriously at all!”
He snatched it back and studied the page for a moment. Putting his finger to the paper, a violet light filled the air. Without a word, he handed it back to me. Next to the R on the page was a phrase in swirling Qalian. A single circular symbol that read:
“Reality shifts, yet you remain.”
I smiled.
“So do you.”
Author’s Closing Note: Short, sweet, and a liiiiiitle fourth wall breaking 🤣
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