°A String of Fate°

Hey everybody!! Well you may have heard of the ;

#500words

Challenge!!

Soooo I went for a red string of fate approach to this soooo I hopes you likeee!!

~[Emma]

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The train stations air is filled with a sense of formalities and a buttercream scent.

The purple sky sprinkled with pink dye, blooms and shines barely on the curly haired man who held a red string. The man held his heart in his hands.

He was a shaking mess of skin and bones.

He had heard of love before but he could never experience it for himself. His blurry chocolate eyes and soft tuned heart was all he was.

As he stood weak and barely there, people ed and trains stirred up soft blows of sweet tasting winds.

The end of the red sting waved in the wind as the man's tears soaked his bloodied sleeves.

The red string that always glowed, had fell faint as if it had been cut.

The band aids that hid the scars, had now felt a million pounds, as realization sunk into the boys overflowing head.

His string of fate had been cut into pieces along with his future.

As an sense of panic filled the summercream air, he set out to find who had cut his fate. The train and people smelled of hope and sweet memories as the man frantically searched the station.

As the curly haired man ran, his heart pumped and pushed him to keep moving.

He knew his soulmate was there, because if not, how did they see the string?

He had so many thoughts and questions going through his head that his hands started to shake.

He started to be filled with a bubbly fear and the building symphony had begun to play throughout his lonely state. He felt his chocolate eyes breaking as his time was limited to his small frame.

After an hour of apologizing for his frantic pushing and shoving, he stood by the last train that was just arriving.

He stared at the silver paint that surrounded the last train. As his knees buckled, he fell to his knees as numbness began to fill and wash over him.

He started to cry and let his crystal tears fall to the ground as he lowered his head.

His sobs stopped no one, as he almost dissolved into the sugar like surroundings.

But then he caught a glimpse of the different end of his red string.

As the curly haired man looked up in despair and newly found hope, his eyes met a pair of crystal blue wonders.

The man who had raven black hair was holding a pair of scissors in his shaking hands. The raven haired man with crystal wonder eyes filled with blue looked at the younger boy on the ground as a look of pity and understanding fell over him.

The man who held his heart fell forward with his hand out, trying to reach the man who gave him a look of pity.

Then at the train station that felt as if the air is filled with a sense of formalities and a buttercream scent, the last train left the station.

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Fin~