“Slowly,” – ○181○


Always with my hand on your chest, I’ve asked you: “How do you feel?”.
You have looked at me, as if I knew the answer, but this time I, really didn’t know.

I was staring at you, waiting for you talk.
After a little bit, you have replied me: “How do I feel?…. as if a vampire had sucked all my blood and he gave me a new lymph. I feel dazed.”
While you said this, you was staring at me, as if you looking for, in someway, a foothold.

“Please continue. Pull out everything” I whispered, looking at your wonderful eyes.
“My head is exploding, inside me I can feel our both hearts beating at unison…”

While I was listening to you, softly I touched your hand, and you looked at me with wide eye open.
“I can feel still flow runs inside me.”
“This is my magic that is bonding with your.”
How did I know it, I had no idea, but it was so.

For a little bit, we were remained suspended in this floating atmosphere.
You was still confused but you wanted do something.
I was staring you, controlling you that everything was ok.
I could felt your heart: it was beating hard.

You have tried to go up, but right after, you fallen back again on the sofa, and you have closed your eyes for a second, throwing away the air from the lungs.
“My head….is turning like a spinning top.”

It was more than normal for you.
Even from the past, you was a normal human being like anybody else, and to become magic, in all a sudden, it wasn’t easy.

Slowly, I went in the kitchen to take you a little bottle of mineral water, and when I back, you have looked at me sweetly and you have took the little bottle from which you have drunk some sips.”


⇐“We woke up” -○180○

“So” -○182○ ⇒

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