The two sat at a table, morning twilight filtering through the window. With sandy blond hair and wearing a crisp white tuxedo, he looked down sadly at his coffee. Across the table, with a worried frown on her beautiful face, sat a woman with a sleek sparkling dress as black as her long straight hair.
The two would have looked smashing at a high class restaurant. They would have stolen the spot light at a dance. They would have fitted in many places, but not the run down long closed dinner they currently sat in.
"Sometimes I wonder whats the point. Its always the same. I show up, do my thing, and leave. You have any idea the last time anyone said thank you and actually meant it?" said the man. "Sometimes I think no one would even notice if I didn't even bother to show up".
"You know that isn't true you dolt" she said, putting her hand on his. A small smirk spreading across her face. "Besides, there is no way I'm pulling a triple shift."
Ignoring her attempt at humor, he took a sip of his coffee. "Its easy for you to be cheerful. You've got romance, mystery and horror in your work. I have plants. Big whoop."
The woman shook her head and sighed. She opened her mouth to say something, but a glace at her watch. "Crap! You're late! Sol is probably wonder where you are. Tell you what, I'll pop by later and cover you for a short while. You and Sol can go grab a beer okay?"
The man sighed and smiled a little. "Yeah, that would be nice". Getting up, he gazed out the window for a few moments before straitening his suit and walking out the door. As he crossed the threshold the woman closed her eyes against the glare of the sun cresting the horizon. When she opened her eyes the man was gone.
Reaching across the table for the cup of coffee, the woman stared out the window, cradling the mug in her hands. She loved her husband with all her heart and understood where he was coming from. Everyone worshiped the Sun, no one praised the Day.
Going to take a sip, she paused as the cup reached her lips. Sighing, she put it down. It was going to be a long day with out any sleep. "I can't believe I promised that man an eclipse! Oh he better appreciate this or I am gone." But she knew that was a lie. She would follow him anywhere as surely as Night follows Day. Draining the cup, Night stood up and stepped out into the growing light.
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Classy - I love it!
This was a great take on the quote. Great read!
Thanks. I've come to notice I'm a big fan of anthropomorphism. Yeesh that's a big word.
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