These are yours for you to have, a keepsake

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It was a hot day… you had been asked ..invited to come to this place …It is not clear where it is … you arrive by night and waited seated in a vaulted hall … The morning arrives ..as do many people ..all are busy and acknowledge you as they pass … a man arrives concerned that you are tired …He leaves you in a sunlight chamber to recover … a tray is placed at the window while you slumber …woken by the wind  you slip back into your shoes .. dipping bread into now cool soup .. you feel very rested … a knock on the door heralds a visitor ..without word you follow along dull corridors .. you are left standing … a door opens you  are greeted by lamp light … a woman turns and appears to recognise you .. you are confused as this is your first encounter …All is calm .. She is happy you are here … from a dark corner she brings a linen wrapped  bundle … She touches your arm briefly ..looks at you and says “This for you ..For you to keep ..They are yours…at last we have found you … The room is quiet and you are left alone …gently with barely a breathe you unwrap a pair of beautiful strong hands … you look and yes of course they are yours and most especially yours to keep …..

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About mauricewoconnell

Maurice OConnell is a Creative based in Cornwall concentrating on Writing and Unique theatrical appearances.. He continues to imagine a world twice as exciting and dangerous than it could possibly ever be View all posts by mauricewoconnell

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