She would not have to invite him twice. Samuel settled, half leaning on the windowsill, beside Themis. He felt fond of the fact that he was not an unwelcome intruder on her solitude shared only with the sky, but had been expected. There was a wine glass, ready for him. He picked it up and smiled at her. "To this evening then—and to the night, that follows suit."
He looked up to the small dots of light and imagined what it would be like to parse them and have them reveal the secrets they kept. At this moment, he felt like he was bound to the earth in a way that she was not.
"You must feel closer to them than I do, right now. Perhaps you are halfway up there."
When one looked at the both of them standing at the window, it was apparent how they differed; like the countless hours spent mastering their craft had changed both of them to resemble its subject matter. He, dark and tan and absorbing, given to subtly shift and impact anything and any person that entered his sphere of influence. And Themis, fair and light and unknowable with her sphinx-like smile and dissecting gaze.
"I appreciated your help today," he added, to not drift too far from more concrete matters of conversation. Looking back at it now, he found the antics of his Bulgarian colleague rather amusing. More stories to tell and to remember this evening by.
He looked up to the small dots of light and imagined what it would be like to parse them and have them reveal the secrets they kept. At this moment, he felt like he was bound to the earth in a way that she was not.
"You must feel closer to them than I do, right now. Perhaps you are halfway up there."
When one looked at the both of them standing at the window, it was apparent how they differed; like the countless hours spent mastering their craft had changed both of them to resemble its subject matter. He, dark and tan and absorbing, given to subtly shift and impact anything and any person that entered his sphere of influence. And Themis, fair and light and unknowable with her sphinx-like smile and dissecting gaze.
"I appreciated your help today," he added, to not drift too far from more concrete matters of conversation. Looking back at it now, he found the antics of his Bulgarian colleague rather amusing. More stories to tell and to remember this evening by.
