ever felt like you didn't belong? You were born in the wrong time
period? Wrong country? Do you feel limited in this era of boredom
and lack of what you feel is essential for you to live? Welcome to
the shared thought everyone has had at one time or another. I
always found it funny, no matter who the person is or what station
in life they belong too; they always wish for not necessarily more,
but the other.
I knew a woman who said she would be infamous throughout time and
will always be known from the small child to the eldest of men.
She ended up getting her wish, but not in the way she imagined
it. Everytime I see her I end up falling in love with her all
over again. This month marks our anniversary, thought she would
not remember. It has been over twenty years since we have last
seen each other.
We made a promise to each other that no matter what we would
always find each other and this was my turn. I found her working
in a fashion boutique; she has not changed at all since I have
first met her. I picked up a sapphire for her on my trip to
Israel while meeting an old friend of ours. I hope afterward she
will be happy.
I decided this time I will not lose her; I couldn't bare to
again. As I walk toward her I look over at the shop next to hers.
It was nothing fancy just an old painting shop which made its
business selling reprints of famous works. I saw Circe by George
Romney, Madame X by John Sargent, Miss Auras, The Red Book by Sir
John Lavery, The Birth of Venus by Botticelli.
If only people knew they were all painted for and from her I
wonder how they would react. I myself couldn't stop giggling she
was always one for the peoples attention so I guess it really
wouldn't bother. But, The thing is you can't really go around
telling people you have been around since 1300 AD can you? This
is why being immortal is so tricky you always have to have
another face; another name and another voice.
I personally never changed though. The name Joshua is pretty
common in any time frame or country and my skin tone goes
unnoticed in any country since I am of mixed parentage. When it
gets to feel old I just move on and settle in another city or
country; it is actually pretty fun. I always enjoyed learning
something new and seeing new faces.
My wife on the other hand......she always like to fill up our
closet with shoes...countless shoes. It got to the point where I
would start selling ones she had to either auctions or museums if
they got old enough and she wouldn't even notice. I love my wife
and all, but damn does she know how to collect. Anyway, I have to
awaken her memories first before anything. Being immortal is alot
like the movie The
Curious Case of Benjamin
When we get sick of life and want to die we just revert back to
our time as a newborn and seal away our memories into a momento
and wear it as keepsake until the time comes when we will need it
again to remember who we are. In our case we used our wedding
As I enter the shop she comes and greets me. ( Which I doubt was
not her choice considering how much she hated people. I always
found that funny too how can you hate people and yet want to be
famous?) She looks around the age of when we first met; twenty
I have to admit I am caught off guard by her beauty; I always am.
I focus back into reality and listen to her greeting: Hello and
Welcome to Diamant
Linie: My name
is Katrina how may I help you today
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