Tuesday, October 23, 2007

“The Stranger”

You sailed, smiling out to sea,

Vowing to return again.

Three years yet have come to be

You sailed, smiling out to sea

I’ll wait forever in Marseilles

Our love, the seas detain.

You sailed, smiling out to sea

Vowing to return again.

She cast a spell on the bottle, the last bottle from which came the last glass of wine they’d shared. A poem to her beloved Jacque inside, the bottle was protected by a spell and only Jacque could find it.

The spell was in the form of a triolet which she placed in a packet under her pillow. It would not only keep the bottle safe until Jacque found it, it would guide her dreams.

Elodie Bonteau had inherited, from her great grandmother, the gift of oneiromancy; she practiced the art of dream divination. The gift had only become pronounced since Jacque had failed to return. Now, three years after his departure, that skill was much enhanced.

The first light of morning was the least busy time at the docks and so it was that Elodie carried the bottle, with it’s precious message inside, to the sea waters where they caressed the shores of Marseilles. Squatting down on the sand under a dock she sent the bottle on it’s journey to her beloved. As it floated away she reflected back to the days when she and her best friend Gaelle first arrived, strangers in this city by the sea. They were directed to the Panier area, where they would find lodging. Those were heady days filled with promise and of course, dreams. The smell of the sea, the azure blueness, the sky, and the sun; yes the sun, much brighter than in Versailles, had planted a spell on Elodie; a spell of romance.

It was at that Faire that she first met Jacques. What a dashing, debonair fellow he was, standing there glancing at her when he thought she wasn’t looking.



Anonymous gautami tripathy said...

You created vivid images and the emotions too come across very well.

8:34 AM  
Blogger Becca said...

You're casint quite a spell with this tale of romance~I hope it continues :)

9:01 AM  
Blogger paisley said...

what an intriguing tale of romance and loss... i look forward to later installments....

9:28 AM  
Blogger Flossy said...

This is extraordinarily frustrating.

I am not a patient person, you may have ascertained. lol.

5:06 PM  
Blogger PEA said...

Rel, your creative writing never ceases to amaze me...this was beautifully written and the words made us not only visualize but also feel. xox

6:30 PM  
Blogger wendy said...

Oh How I wish I could cast a spell...

8:39 PM  
Blogger tumblewords said...

Stunning tale - the photos are great. A pleasure to read and see!

9:59 PM  
Anonymous UL said...

How beautiful, cant wait to hear more on Elodie and Jacques...addictive tale for sure. Thanks for sharing.

10:26 PM  
Blogger Churlita said...

This post series is awesome. I can't wait for the next one.

12:10 AM  
Blogger ...deb said...

You "planted a spell"..."a spell of romance", that had best continue, or you'll have a revolt on your hands.

More, please. :-)

12:27 AM  
Blogger Rowan said...

Oh good - Part Two!! I'm so glad that you are writing a little serial for us, don't wait too long until Part 3, this is shaping up beautifully.

2:45 AM  
Blogger Mélanie said...

Wonderful story . I love that . And I love that it takes place in Marseilles ....
You know what yesterday I was at Corey's home for another blind date ...

5:35 AM  

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