Blurred Line

You might have noticed that the wordcount on Mass Romantic has not moved in quite some time, but fear not, work is indeed being done. Much rewriting and a bit of polishing lately as I figure out how all of the pieces are going to fit together. Here's another glimpse:

I wonder what her home looks like. Something very modern, maybe a little bohemian. A surprising amount of black, the harshness offset by an eclectic variety of knick-knacks that show off a more whimsical side of her. The sofa, like mine - a replica of something from days gone by. Sophisticated end tables on either side which support sophisticated lamps. Straight black lampshades (not the crinkled kind) with a single line of white running round the bottom. The lights emit a soft glow. The glow calls music to mind, subdued jazz issuing forth from some other room.

The bedroom, too, is soft. Soft and pink, but not garishly so. A mass of pillows at the head of the bed. A finely crafted armoire with smooth curves and a glossy finish. The sheets are not silk, just something with a very high thread count. Still sensuous, but somehow more real. I stop at that thought. Yes, very real.

I try to picture Helena in her kitchen, but nothing comes. It is empty.

Eventually, I sleep. Dreams of swords and pillows. The slow fade in of a face. The slow fade out.


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