After Death Do We Part by Qatarina Wanders

Author:Qatarina Wanders [Wanders, Qatarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wandering Words Media
Published: 2023-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

19

Loneliness Echoes

Each syllable of Ruth's plea seemed to haunt Asher, reverberating in the air of his paradisiacal setting. Here he was, on bended knee, enveloped by ivory marble that seemed to breathe life into his vision of utopia. This was the dream home he was meant to share with Ruth, but it was a sanctuary devoid of her presence.

He rose, his palm cupping the contours of his temple as if trying to contain the overflowing words that had infiltrated his celestial sanctuary. "That's fine," he uttered into the profound silence, "let her search for me. It can only be to my advantage, can't it?"

His words rippled through the still air, unmet by any echo or response. His world, though meticulously crafted to mimic perfection, hummed with an eerie tranquility. Someone was showering behind the closed door of a bathroom—faceless, nameless, and indistinct. A shadow in the realm of his quietude. And Asher had no inclination to discover who it was.

In this heaven, the water never ran cold; the showers were ceaseless torrents of warmth, as if crafted from the essence of comfort itself. Every nuance here was fine-tuned to serve Asher's specific longings, but still, there was a void.

Descending a marble staircase as if carved from moonlight, he moved into the living room. A glimpse of raven-haired beauty darted around a corner, a fleeting moment of mystery in his well-ordered world. But he wasn't interested in playing any games tonight.

Asher made his way to the front door and stepped out onto a lawn that was nothing short of an Edenic dream. Each blade of grass was a little soldier of perfection, standing upright as though saluting him. The sky above seemed painted with a divine brush, and somewhere, his favorite song played like a soft lullaby in the distance.

A grin unfurled across his face. Although he had discovered that he could peer into other realms from anywhere in his own, he had a favorite spot—a crystalline lake at the heart of a neighboring park. The water had become a sort of scrying glass, a limpid canvas upon which he could project the transient visions of other worlds, of Ruth's world.

"I'll be back," he announced, speaking more to the architecture and the meticulously curated atmosphere than to any being in particular. "No need to wait up."

A few whispered goodbyes murmured through the air, but the overwhelming majority heeded his preference for silence. Asher reveled in the hush; he found solace in a world that observed more than it interacted, a world that was almost, but not quite, enough.

The walk to the park unfolded like a series of quiet, unhurried heartbeats—mere steps and he had crossed the expansive block. Asher was adept at molding his universe to his whims; the reaper who'd escorted him here had departed, but not before commenting on his uncanny knack for shaping his heavenly realm.

He'd always had a way with stories, an affinity for molding narratives out of ephemeral thoughts. So to construct a paradise from the essence of perfection? A task as effortless as breathing.

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