Alone, on a boat in the middle of the ocean, rested a single stem of a rose. The owner of the rose was currently a few feet away, trying to catch a fish with his bare hands. The reason? Unknown. Unknown, is what they want you to believe. But what it really was, was the known. The known which was going to allow this man to catch a fish with his bare hands. But the queston at hand should be which fish he would pluck out of the water first. After all, there were so many to choose from. He saw several rainbow colored ones that looked tempting. Perhaps they would make a great gift for his sweetheart. The same lady who was the woman with the discoloration in her eyes. They were very unique eyes. Eyes that could read souls. Eyes that were full of some many emotions. One couldn't stop thinking of them. But now, what to do? I'm only dreaming.
THE END
By Kaoru and Kura on 27/05/09.
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