Of Cabbages and Kings

October 13, 2008

Stepping into the pages

Filed under: Fiction — Chinmayi @ 10:10 pm

Cobblestones she had seen in her imagination… grey and smooth from years of horse-hoof and carriage clatter. She had peered at them in old grainy films that were aired late at night in her country.

Suddenly real cobblestones were stretched out before her. She reached one foot out gently, almost tenderly, wishing that she was barefoot at this moment and that moonlight drenched the stones instead of the muddy blotches of sunlight that lying about the street.

She closed her eyes. Bathed in moonlight, a mysterious and beautiful woman laid a dainty foot on the cobblestones.

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