Feb 19, 2010 | Post by: Devon Knight No Comments

Implode (Impetuosity)

 
They were both artists.
Both gifted, at the manipulation of a thing.
Of transforming the modest into magnificence.

But he was better.

“Claire, you remember Ben.”

As evidenced in her inability to protest, for there he was. She turned toward the wooly-haired gentleman, whose boots had sullied her immaculate floor.

“Ben!”

She did not know what to say. She was not skilled at idle chatter. She was not thrilled.

Maxwell looked at his wife, her face glowing pink, en route to rouge.

“Ben’s going to be staying with us for awhile, dear.”

She was angry. In their three years of friendship, four years of dating, and one year of marriage, he had never made a decision so impetuously.

So swift.

It was the first time, in her recollection, that he had not considered her.

Implode. Part X – DK

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  • A NOTE ON IMPLODE

    With regard to <em>Implode</em>, certain details, locations, occurences, et al. may not resonate along your cerebral palate if read out of context. For this reason, it is recommended following the episodes in chronological order, as they appear, which requires a bit of time travel.

    The first experience occurs in January 2010 with <a href="http://vaionyva.com/2010/01/implode-the-birth-of-max-mulberry/">The Birth of Max Mulberry</a>.

    Thank you.
    Grazie.
    Merci.

    For allowing me to be apart of you,
    If only for a moment.

    - DK