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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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It had now been for several hours that Patham had been preparing. Everything had to be perfect. He was wearing his best shirt, black silk trousers and a matching colour tie. Due to the warm weather he was not wearing a suit. Half showing from the inside of his shirt pocket was a single beautiful, rich-brown owl feather. He checked for one last time whether everything was ready. He had all he needed.

 

He knocked on Arwen's room and found that she was also ready. She was wearing a fabulous red dress, in which she looked absolutely gorgeous. It highlighted her dark hair and the silvery elegant crown-like headband she wore.

 

"You look wonderful." - Patham said, meaning it.

 

Arwen blushed slightly and the two of them went off for their date.

 

"So where are you taking me?" - she asked curiously.

 

"I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise." - Patham replied with a wink.

 

When they reached, where he was taking her it turned out to be a high-class restaurant, with a band playing melodic songs.

 

Patham handed his reservation to the waiter and they sat at the only table, which was put out in the room. The waiter brought wine, Arwen's favourite sort, then let Patham serve her. The champagne was just perfect for the occasion, as it blended with the soft music in the background.

 

As they waited for the hors d'oeuvres to be served Patham motioned to one of the musicians, who once the song was finished came over to their table. He handed him a list of songs, which even though they were very rarely played in the restaurant the band knew and was going to play. It had all been arranged previously.

 

The tunes, albeit still softly in the background became harder, as electric guitars, bass and drums were added to them, and soon the songs played were metal songs.

 

During the main course the band started playing Ghost Love Score by Nightwish. Patham stood up.

 

"May I have the dance?" - he asked, taking Arwen's hand. She had beautiful blue eyes, which in the lighting of the restaurant's interior tingled like sapphires. The shafts of light coming from her headband bathed Patham in silver light. She accepted his invitation for the dance.

 

During the ten minutes of the song they danced and danced, progressively coming closer and closer to each other, until they were already touching. They glanced at each other and in the glance many unsaid things passed between them. The music, the lighting they were all perfect, but for Patham it was Arwen who had made this date better than perfect.

 

On the dying accords of the song it happened. They kissed. The taste of the kiss lingered as their mouths intertwined. It lasted only a few seconds, but to them it seemed much longer than that.

 

The remains of the main course remained untouched and soon after the musicians retreated leaving the two of them alone...

Edited by Patrick Durham
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