Saturday, October 23, 2010

Framescape ~2~

Framescape Part Two
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Someone was yelling to me off in the distance, “Stay with me come on stay with me!” The voice was becoming clearer and it got louder and felt closer to me. I felt that rush of pain again. The hall with the wooden door was fading in and out of existence like a strobe light. I could see myself drifting toward the voice and the pain but I was frantic not to go in that direction. I could feel throbbing, my head wanted to explode, my hallway was fading fast.  I turned away from the sound. I felt that if I ran back away from it I would hear the revelry again. I was right I could hear it up ahead. I kept running and I was right back at that magnificent door.  Only this time it was opened and I entered.
The room was glowing by the candlelight of Austrian crystal chandeliers, tables with ice sculptures, flowers and food were plentiful and lined one whole side of the room. There were barmen and fountains flowing.  Waiters were whirling around men dressed in tuxedos and woman in silky flowing gowns. The whole scene was reminiscent of my idea of a heavenly ball in the thirties or forties.  There was dancing, cigar smoking and drinking. The conversations and laughter seemed to take over the atmosphere and my man seemed the center of all the attention.
I looked down at myself, feeling a momentary sense of embarrassment. Last I remembered, I was dressed in jeans, boots, long sleeve t-shirt and sweater vest and was bloody. When I looked down at myself I was in a gorgeous gown. It was beaded in little pins of light. It seemed ethereal, made from a transparent fiber that seemed to be emitting light from inside reflecting outward. It was beautiful and I knew immediately it was otherworldly.
There in the center of the room off from the dance floor was the man. His face clean shaven except a small toothbrush mustache, his hair black cut tight and combed back with some type of pomade. His tuxedo was spotless, free from all lint and with perfect lines. He was framed like a fine piece of art.  As he stood and spoke, a beautiful woman approached and he excused himself and offered her a dance.
They were elegant and took full command of the floor. The orchestra played a fine Vienna waltz. I was mesmerized as was almost everyone in the room. This man could dance, his partner was just a mere decoration on his arm.
I was certain that I recognized him but I couldn’t place it. Had we met somewhere? He looked so familiar but his eyes, they were piercing and haunting. I realized that the nervousness I felt when our spirits were connected could not have been his. He was like a regent in full command. I was certain that we were not friends but I was also sure that I knew him. I just did not know how or where I knew him from. My memory was skipping and I felt lightheaded.
In a flash, I felt the pain return but as soon as it returned it subsided. I could hear beeps and it was black. The music was somewhere in the distance.

To be continued…..

15 comments:

Brian Miller said...

nice. i like how this is progressing and you are taking your time with it...who is the man...is he the one....hmm....keep it coming...

steveroni said...

Me, too! It is a story within a story--so far--and that is what makes it intriguing for me, the reader.

Thanks for letting me know it is up--I forget where I've been and where not...but I do not want to miss yours.

Steve E

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

this is fantastic...the slipping out of consciousness and into another world. I can't wait to read more

Myrna R. said...

Okay, now I'm addicted. Keep on writing.

signed...bkm said...

ok, I read the first one, then the second one...sounds like the beginning of a tv series....what is next....bkm

Kimberly said...

I agree with Brian; I like how this is slowly unfolding before our eyes, as well as the character's eyes...

Angie Muresan said...

Love the story within the story. I have so many questions... When's the continuation taking place?

www.angiemuresan.com

kathew said...

uh oh...now what?

willow said...

Nice write, Kristen. Looking forward to the next chapter!

Jingle said...

wow,
uplifting read.
best wishes for everything.

Jingle said...

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Carrie Burtt said...

More please.....love this Kristen!
:-)

kathi harris said...

I eagerly lk 4ward 2 the nxt installment.

Sue J said...

I had to have a quick review of last weeks. I'm enjoying this :) On to read part three.

Jinksy said...

At last I've had time to read your part one and two - can't wait for three! LOL :)