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rohansonTakes place the same evening as this.
Chinese food is indeed enjoyable, I just wish I'd had more of an appetite, but did I try a little of everything. Noodles and rice were new textures to me, and tasty, and the pieces of pork roasted with spices to make it pink and sweet were delicious. Chicken served with small curved nuts was another dish I enjoyed, but I think my favourites were the egg rolls, which, I was surprised to learn, are Paris' favourites too.
There were small, sweet, crunchy things to eat after the meal, which, when broken in half, revealed strips of paper with cryptic words on them. Mine said "Everything is not yet lost". Given my current situation, I folded the small strip of paper and put it in my pocket. Daves said "Trust your intuition. The universe is guiding your life." I noticed he did the same.
So, I bedded down for the night on the folded out couch after a pleasant evening with Dave. I insisted that he take back his bed, as I do not want to cause him any more inconvenience. I am grateful for his hospitality, and do not want to deprive him of his own bed any longer.
There’s a buzzing in my head, not an irritation, more like an invitation, so I focus on it, and find what I am looking for.
“You are Paris, the one who seeks to save me.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Good to finally meet you, Theodred.”
“Good to meet you too, ... my friend.”
“I feel as if I know you already; I’ve watched your life for a long time.”
“How much of my life? It feels strange to think someone knows me so well, and I don’t know them at all.”
“Er, pretty much all of it over the last 10 years, maybe more by your reckoning but it’s okay, I kept my eyes closed when necessary!”
“You mean when ...?”
“Yeah, well. Strong emotions, good or bad, drew me in so ...”
“Oh!”
“So, er, changing the subject ... how are you feeling?”
“I have regained much of my strength, but my memories evade me still. I thank you for your help, Paris.”
“I couldn’t have left you to ... well, I couldn’t have left you there.”
“Will you sleep tonight?”
”I’ve been dozing, but my … your ribs ache too much to really sleep. I can feel you’re tired, though. Go get some sleep, Theo. We can talk more later.”
“No-one but Eowyn calls me Theo.”
“I know.”
"Oh, I see." *pauses* "You may also call me Theo."
"Thank you, Theo." *grins* "Sweet dreams."
“Stay safe, my friend”
”Oh, and Theo?”
“Yes, Paris?”
”Say hi to Dave for me?”
“As soon as I next see him.”
"Thanks mate. Goodnight.”
And then he was gone. Sleep takes hold, and pulls me slowly under as I think of him. I look forward to getting to know him better, this man who shares my life, but for now, I let myself drift away ...
Chinese food is indeed enjoyable, I just wish I'd had more of an appetite, but did I try a little of everything. Noodles and rice were new textures to me, and tasty, and the pieces of pork roasted with spices to make it pink and sweet were delicious. Chicken served with small curved nuts was another dish I enjoyed, but I think my favourites were the egg rolls, which, I was surprised to learn, are Paris' favourites too.
There were small, sweet, crunchy things to eat after the meal, which, when broken in half, revealed strips of paper with cryptic words on them. Mine said "Everything is not yet lost". Given my current situation, I folded the small strip of paper and put it in my pocket. Daves said "Trust your intuition. The universe is guiding your life." I noticed he did the same.
So, I bedded down for the night on the folded out couch after a pleasant evening with Dave. I insisted that he take back his bed, as I do not want to cause him any more inconvenience. I am grateful for his hospitality, and do not want to deprive him of his own bed any longer.
There’s a buzzing in my head, not an irritation, more like an invitation, so I focus on it, and find what I am looking for.
“You are Paris, the one who seeks to save me.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Good to finally meet you, Theodred.”
“Good to meet you too, ... my friend.”
“I feel as if I know you already; I’ve watched your life for a long time.”
“How much of my life? It feels strange to think someone knows me so well, and I don’t know them at all.”
“Er, pretty much all of it over the last 10 years, maybe more by your reckoning but it’s okay, I kept my eyes closed when necessary!”
“You mean when ...?”
“Yeah, well. Strong emotions, good or bad, drew me in so ...”
“Oh!”
“So, er, changing the subject ... how are you feeling?”
“I have regained much of my strength, but my memories evade me still. I thank you for your help, Paris.”
“I couldn’t have left you to ... well, I couldn’t have left you there.”
“Will you sleep tonight?”
”I’ve been dozing, but my … your ribs ache too much to really sleep. I can feel you’re tired, though. Go get some sleep, Theo. We can talk more later.”
“No-one but Eowyn calls me Theo.”
“I know.”
"Oh, I see." *pauses* "You may also call me Theo."
"Thank you, Theo." *grins* "Sweet dreams."
“Stay safe, my friend”
”Oh, and Theo?”
“Yes, Paris?”
”Say hi to Dave for me?”
“As soon as I next see him.”
"Thanks mate. Goodnight.”
And then he was gone. Sleep takes hold, and pulls me slowly under as I think of him. I look forward to getting to know him better, this man who shares my life, but for now, I let myself drift away ...
