Gdy kupilam swoj pierwszy komputer, a bylo mniej wiecej 5 lat temu, poloczylam sie do internetu przez AOL. Na poczatku, tak jak kazdy poczatkujacy internauta, zafascynowana bylam "chatrooms" i mozliwoscia rozmawiania z ludzmi z roznych stanow. Poznalam wtedy przemilego mezczyzne o nicku BjROnMars, mial na imie Bernie. Bardzo lubilam z nim rozmawiac, byl inteligentny i z poczuciem humoru, i "bylo" go zawsze w sam raz. :).
Dzisiaj gdy robilam porzadki z papierami, znalazlam calkiem przypadkiem krotkie opowiadanie, ktore dla mnie napisal. Oto ono:
First Wave
So with trepidation, they decided to leave the comfort of the sands for the fury of the ocean..., hands locked, they entered together, gingerly at first, precise in their movements. The water, to their mutual astonishment, was quite comfortable....
With unexpected ease, they moved forward together and fully emerged themselves...
So it was then that the power of the ocean harnessed control of the reins, and they lost themselves in the power of it. Their motion now was entrancingly rhythmic...
and in the backdrop, the first wave was building. Both became aware of the intensity of the approaching wave....
Their gentle synchronized movements now increased in tempo, as the wave pushed closer... and suddenly, with a passion beyond description, the wave unleashed itself passing over them and completely engulfing them.
It was in fact no ordinary wave, for it not only passed over them, it passed through them... and the beauty of the wave had woven itself through the very fiber of their hearts and had left both with its everlasing imprint.
p.s. hmmmm gdy przeczytalam po latach jeszcze raz to widze tu jakies "double" meaning, ktorego wczesniej nie spostrzeglam
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