Present

“Are you ready?” he said with his handlebar mustache and cologne.

“I believe so,” he said with his baseball cap hung low on his face.

He extracted from his person a gold watch. His guest’s eyes twinkled as they saw it.

He took a moment, then undid the clasp.

Suddenly, the cafe around them froze. Coffee stopped pouring. Customers ceased from talking. The world stood suspended in time.

Out from the opened pocket-watch arose a great light: a fairy with translucent wings. It danced about the cafe. He watched it, a boy again.

As it flew over the man’s hand, he caught it and handed it to his guest.

“It’s yours now,” he said.

The guest reached over and took it

“What shall I do with it?” he said.

“That’s up to you,” said the man, “but I pray you do something beautiful.”

The guest took it. It sparkled in his hand, dissolved into his skin. Her eyes shone an iridescent blue.

“I will do just that said,” he said.

The world began to move again. The man disappeared, but his guest remained, iridescent as ever and ready to take on the day.

 

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