Seeing as how I intend to improve my writing skills, I’ll be using the post-ops as my “story practice” posts. Chances are the result will be silly and less than stellar, especially since I’ll be referring to myself in the third person. But hopefully it will get better as I get more practice, and you’ll all forget that I’m the one producing the words.
So to start off, I would like to introduce you to myself, Aaron the Speaker (our protagonist) and Anastasia the Princess (Aaron’s lover).
Also, I’m starting with Friday’s date because it was the less significant of the two, and I want to give more attention to Thursday’s...something I can’t do right now because I need to get some sleep. So here’s Friday.
Out of This World
Aaron’s exhaustion from the toils of the week clearly manifested through his drooping eyes. It may not have been enough for anyone else to notice, but his dear Ana understood the fatigue that must surely lie underneath. She shared in much of the same exhaustion. It had been a busy week.
That made for a poor excuse to cancel the evening’s events however. Fortunately, Aaron had kept the date low key to hopefully provide more rest than stress.
Finding some hidden energy, Aaron challenged the Princess to a race up the large flight of stairs as they made their way to the observatory. She politely declined, and he politely rejected her refusal.
“I’m winning,” he declared as he remained just a single step ahead of her. Annoyed that she was being forced to participate in this silly race, Anastasia ignored Aaron’s nudges until they were nearly at the top where she took a few quick, large strides to catch him off guard. It worked.
Aaron quickly pressed forward in a panicked frenzy as he realized he might actually lose. She had moved too soon, and had given him just enough time to make that last step before her. Of course, he was sure to announce his victory, “I win!”
As Aaron puffed with heavy breathes, Ana smiled to herself. Did you? She thought. He could hear the thought as he glanced at her and noticed her stolen grin.
They continued to make their way, conversing lightly and sharing an occasional laugh. Upon arriving in the domed theater, they found a couple of choice seats and immediately reclined, supposedly looking at the empty screen above them. An impossible feat with eyelids shut.
Talking softly as other couples filed in to the other seats, Aaron and Ana enjoyed the relaxing setting. Once the show began, and the lights were extinguished, a feeling of relief washed over Aaron. Not because anything significant had happened, but because he was able to take a break. It really had been a long week, and this was an excellent way to forget about the stressful parts to remember the blissful ones.
His mind began to roll back to the memories of just the night before when they had gone to the grand Homecoming ball. The memory quickly faded, unable to solidify, interrupted by the commencing presentation.
Energy surged in again as the pair were taken through the solar system, learning about its beauties and wonders as they relate specifically to comets. No longer watching just a simple show in a room full of other people, the Speaker and the Princess drifted worlds away from their stresses, blissfully alone.
As the lights came on again, brought back to the ground, they held to this moment in an effort to record another beauty among the mud of memory. It was just enough. Just enough to push them forward without distracting from their responsibilities.
They shuffled out the doors with rest of the audience. Knowing the rest of the evening may had been foiled by the earlier storm clouds, Aaron attempted anyway. “How do we get to the observation deck?”
He asked under his breath, but Ana heard him anyway. “I think it’s closed,” she replied, pointing to a guarded stairway.
“Can we not go to the deck?” Aaron asked the sentinel.
“It’s too cloudy. It’s closed tonight,” he responded.
Temporarily defeated, they went to check out some of the other little things the planetarium had set up for visitors to play with. For such a short date, Aaron began to worry that he may be lingering a little too long.
Even through their exodus, they were met with many more mini adventures and distractions.
They came face to face with a few mountain visitors.
Then stopped again to investigate a small pond full of ducks that were even more eager to see Aaron and Ana than they were of the ducks. Clearly the birds were anticipating a late evening offering of bread bits, which a previous visitor was kind enough to leave behind.
Laughing and playfully conversing again, Aaron began to feel that old feeling of enchantment upon getting close to a romantic potential. Like their relationship was fresh and new. His mind began to wander once again, taking him back to the night before. This time, there was nothing to interrupt his thoughts…
I went a little longer than I had planned, so I’m going to split this up. Check back tomorrow for the rest of the story (post-op)! And while I may not change anything just yet, you are welcome to (politely) critique. In other words, constructive, writing skills/styles advice only please.
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