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The Tale Not Old As Time
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A tale of two souls, intertwined by fate: One soul, cloaked with isolation and grief, was a solitary figure who struggles to connect with others. The other soul has a heart hardened against the possibility of love. Florence “Flo” Emry, now twenty-one, has retreated into a life of solitude following a traumatic car accident that occurred when she was sixteen. It changed her life forever. The accident left her completely deaf in one ear and partially deaf in the other as she needs hearing aid for it. She was devastated when she found out that she became disabled, but she was more broken when she also found out that she had tragically lost her parents and older brother in only one night. Feeling abandoned and worthless, Florence, who was filled with debt from her student loan, has become deeply disappointed and resentful towards herself, seeing herself as a useless human being. One fateful day, a chance encounter with a mysterious man named Zacchaeus “Chaos” Spencer Battenkurt the filthy rich billionaire playboy, 26 years old, turned her life upside down. This charismatic, very polite and respectful man, seemingly ordinary, was actually hiding a deep dark secret. These two souls, so different yet intertwined by fate, must navigate their own internal struggles while also confronting the challenges of their external world. But the question remains: Will they be able to break down their barriers and find solace in each other’s company or will their differences prove to be insurmountable obstacles?
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The Tale Not Old As Time 12 “Weight”
TwelveThe trauma of losing her loved ones in a single day had irrevocably changed her perception of Christmas Day. The once joyful season had become a truly somber reminder of the tragedy that had befallen her. The sight of snow, a symbol of peace and tranquility, now filled Florence with nothing but absolute horrifying dread, a haunting reminder of the loss that she had endured.“Why had it been my family? Why had I been chosen to suffer such a devastating loss? Why was I the only one who survived? Why did I not die that night with them? Why did I have to live? Why did I have to keep living without them in it?” The questions echoed strongly in her mind, a constant source of torment. She would never wish such pain on anyone, yet she could not help but feel a sense of hopelessness and confusion. “Why had it been me? Why has my family been taken from me through such a cruel death?”The weight of grief was always heavy for her for years now, as if it was a burden that she will forever c
The Tale Not Old As Time 11 “Hues Of Gold And Pink”
ElevenIn 2023, the morning sun painted the sky in hues of gold and pink as Florence approached the small, modest chapel. The air was heavy with a palpable sense of grief, the quiet murmur of mourners a stark contrast to the usual bustling energy of the place. Florence took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. As she pushed open the heavy wooden door, the sight that greeted her was a gut-wrenching blow. Three coffins where her mother, father and older brother laid, draped in somber black cloth, lay side by side, a stark reminder of the tragic loss she had suffered. Tears welled up in her eyes, a silent waterfall cascading down her cheeks. The sight of her family, cold and lifeless in their own coffins, was more than she could bear. Her heart ached with a pain so deep, it felt as if it were being torn apart.She approached the coffins, her steps hesitant and unsteady, so slowly as she was taking one step forward and two steps back. As she stood before them, she reached
The Tale Not Old As Time 10 “More Heart Wrenching”
Ten The revelation of her deafness was a devastating blow, a wound that refused to heal. Florence could not accept it, could not reconcile herself to the thought of living in a world of silence. Her heart ached with the pain of loss, the realization that a vital part of her had been taken away. But the pain was amplified a thousandfold by the news of her family’s tragic demise, especially finding out about it on Christmas Day was more heart wrenching.The loss of her mother, father, and brother was a crushing blow, a weight that threatened to overwhelm her. The realization that she was alone in the world along with her grandmother who was also terminally ill, bereft of her loved ones, was a source of immense sorrow. The pain of their loss, coupled with the devastating news of her deafness, created a perfect storm of grief and despair.Florence felt as if her world had been shattered, a fragile vessel that had been shattered into a million pieces. The loss of her family, combined with
The Tale Not Old As Time 9 “Reality Sinking In”
NineThe doctor continued to write, his notes a lifeline in the silent world they shared in Florence’s hospital room. “You were in a coma for five days,” He informed her with the written words in the note while her heart was still thumping inside her chest, waiting to know about what happened to her. “We initially thought you might not wake up soon since your heart rate was low. We are very thankful that you survived and you fought.”Florence’s heart swelled with a mix of relief and gratitude as she read the words on the page. The revelation that she had been unconscious for five days after the accident sent a wave of astonishment and bewilderment through her body. Five days? It seemed impossible, a stretch of time that defied her perception of reality. Her mind raced faster now, trying to process the implications of this unexpected discovery. What had happened during those five days? Who had been by her side? The questions piled up, each one more pressing than the last. She longed to
The Tale Not Old As Time 8 “Completely Nothing”
Eight Florence’s face was a mask of confusion and bewilderment, whatever the nurse was telling her, she heard completely nothing. Not a single whisper, word, squeak, breath or gasp. Her eyes, filled with more tears streaming down her cheeks, darted back and forth, searching for a familiar sound that never came. Her lips parted slightly, as if she were trying to form a question, but no words escaped from her lips because she had a lot of things in her mind that her mouth could not keep up. Her brows furrowed, and her expression grew increasingly distressed. It was as if she were trapped in a silent world, unable to comprehend the information being conveyed to her through the nurse’s moving lips.A wave of panic, so similar to an overwhelming strong earthquake, began to engulf Florence. The realization that she might be trapped in a silent world sent a chill down her spine. A glimmer of hope flickered in the back of her mind, a desperate wish that this deafness was merely a temporary
The Tale Not Old As Time 7 “A Silent World”
Seven The world was silent in the year 2019 for Florence Emry.Florence paused, her breath catching in her throat. A wave of panic threatened to engulf her, but she fought against it, forcing herself to remain calm even if there was a voice in the back of her head that kept asking her how she was going to remain calm? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in, as deep as she could, while she was trying to steady her nerves and her fast heart beating that was pounding inside her chest. With renewed focus, she listened intently, straining to hear any sound. The silence was deafening. No matter how hard she tried, she could not detect a single noise. The world around her seemed to have been muted. And a silent world was… terrifying. Her gaze shifted to the beeping machine, its rhythmic pulses a stark contrast to the eerie quietness that she was hearing. It was functioning normally, she thought, its electronic voice a constant presence in the room where she was in. Yet, even its fam
The Tale Not Old As Time 6 “So Cruel”
Six“Snowflakes dance in the winter air,A magical sight, beyond compare.Christmas lights, a twinkling gleam,Filling hearts with a festive dream.”In the distance, the sound of a choir singing hymns from the nearby church wafted in an echoing manner through the air. The choir's voices blended together into a soft, otherworldly hum that seemed to float through the air. The music was like a gentle breeze carrying the voices of angels, a comforting and uplifting sound."Jolly old Santa, with a sleigh so bright, Delivers gifts with all his might.Children gather, eyes aglow,As presents under the Christmas tree grow."As Florence's gaze adjusted to the darkness, she could see nothing but the inky blackness that enveloped her surroundings. Suddenly, the world seemed to freeze around her while there was this strong and painful ringing in her ears and a bit of confusion in her head. Snowflakes danced in the air, swirling and twirling above Florence’s head. Her breath was visible in the f
The Tale Not Old As Time 5 “Unforgiving Winter”
FiveFlorence remembered it very well. It was December 2019 the snow fell gently, little by little, a soft blanket of white that draped the city in a serene tranquility. The air was intensely crisp and biting, a stark contrast to the warmth of the indoors. The streets, once bustling with life and cars, were now deserted due to the cold temperature and the surfaces slick with a thin layer of ice.A lone figure emerged from a nearby building, their breath visible in the frigid air. They bundled up in a thick coat and scarf, their hands tucked deep into their pockets for warmth. As they stepped onto the icy pavement, their feet slipped slightly, sending a jolt of surprise through their body. With cautious steps, they navigated the treacherous terrain, their eyes scanning the ground for any hidden patches of black ice.“Jesus Christ, Flo, hurry up!” Frederick exclaimed impatiently from downstairs. He was actually home for the winter break from his college and he was enjoying a temporary r
The Tale Not Old As Time 4 “The Fragility Of Innocence”
Four As the stranger continued to observe her, he was reminded of the fragility of innocence, how easily it could be lost. He felt a protective instinct, a desire to shield her from the harsh realities of life, to preserve the purity that shone so brightly in her eyes. At that moment, the stranger realized that he had stumbled upon something truly special. He had encountered a soul untouched by the cynicism and despair that often characterized the world. Maybe he was right, or maybe he was wrong. But one thing was for sure, he saw innocence in her eyes. Her innocence was a beacon of hope, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was still beauty and goodness to be found.The stranger cleared his throat, his voice breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them. “Would you like some hot tea?” he asked, his tone polite and considerate. “I do not think coffee would be a good choice at this late hour. Perhaps a decaf would be better?” he suggested, his words a r
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