Challenge 57
At first glance, the young man standing at the train station appeared to be nothing special. Kaito wished with all his heart that was true, unfortunately it wasn’t. The magician looked at the city of his birth with sad eyes. He couldn’t put this off any longer.
It had been many years since he had found and destroyed the Pandora Gem, since his Father’s killers had been brought to justice. Kaito had never expected to walk away unscathed. Still, the consequences of his actions had been far greater than he had anticipated.
The magician thief had watched as his friends and classmates grew, got married, had children. None of them understood why Kaito hadn’t done the same. Aoko was constantly urging him to go out and find a girl. It wasn’t surprising they hadn’t caught on to his secret; he had taken steps to make sure of that.
Kaito was a master of disguise, and he used that skill constantly. Changes in his bearing and clothes had been enough for a time. Next he was forced to tame his hair into a more professional look. A bit of padding gave the illusion of the few pounds even the most active adults gain. In recent years, the liberal use of cosmetics had created laugh lines around his eyes and a few bits of gray had appeared in his hair.
He could fool them, but Kaito couldn’t fool himself. Despite the fact he was almost forty, beneath his masks lay the face of a nineteen year old. He had stayed as long as he could, but now it was time to go.
With a heavy heart the magician boarded the locomotive, leaving his old life behind. As the train left the station, a single tear fell down his cheek. Immortality wasn’t a blessing; it was a curse.
Finis
Sniff, it is so sad
I don’t know what possessed
me to write this one
It had been many years since he had found and destroyed the Pandora Gem, since his Father’s killers had been brought to justice. Kaito had never expected to walk away unscathed. Still, the consequences of his actions had been far greater than he had anticipated.
The magician thief had watched as his friends and classmates grew, got married, had children. None of them understood why Kaito hadn’t done the same. Aoko was constantly urging him to go out and find a girl. It wasn’t surprising they hadn’t caught on to his secret; he had taken steps to make sure of that.
Kaito was a master of disguise, and he used that skill constantly. Changes in his bearing and clothes had been enough for a time. Next he was forced to tame his hair into a more professional look. A bit of padding gave the illusion of the few pounds even the most active adults gain. In recent years, the liberal use of cosmetics had created laugh lines around his eyes and a few bits of gray had appeared in his hair.
He could fool them, but Kaito couldn’t fool himself. Despite the fact he was almost forty, beneath his masks lay the face of a nineteen year old. He had stayed as long as he could, but now it was time to go.
With a heavy heart the magician boarded the locomotive, leaving his old life behind. As the train left the station, a single tear fell down his cheek. Immortality wasn’t a blessing; it was a curse.
Finis
Sniff, it is so sad
I don’t know what possessed
me to write this one