DaisuKEY
Description
Looks.
Of faces, facial features, physical features, personality.
If love were to have a look, what would it look like?
The KEY look for love would be in the form of The Masseuse, The Stylist, The Nightingale, The Friend, The Nursing Maid and finally, The Love. That is, according to me, yours truly.
So, the question is, how do I choose?
Am I willing to see things beyond mere titles?
Beyond statuses?
What about others' perception of perfection?
Or is it beyond what others deem as the supposedly normal and properly appropriate.
Storyline: missAminor's except for the names of idols inserted/ used.
Foreword
I trace the steps, on the flight of spacious and lavishly carpeted steps of the marble white stairs; carefully, eyeing the marvelous details of craftsmanship that has been put into making this magnificent architecture.
I watched my steps as I took my time; savoring the feeling of how it was like to be you; my interest, like you always do, looking down at your feet as you stepped one step at a time. Breathing in the same air that has been there; invisible but it has witnessed of the existence of you and I.
The earthy wood smell tickles my nose as my last step had me finally reached near the intricately carved wooden door, standing tall and grand before me.
Slowly I held up my hand, feeling the coldness of the metal door knob as I turned it in a clock-wise, twisting it as the door opens.
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