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    Hephaestus – Chapter 10

    Shane shakes her head.
    “Carmen… I am the one responsible of what’s happened to you in the first place”.
    “No you aren’t”.
    “Yes, I am”, Shane states, firmly.
    “My cowardice created a domino effect. It overwhelmed you, it swept you away. It injured you physically. I am the one to blame”.
    Carmen cups her face, strongly.
    It could look even funny… Shane with her cheeks squeezed. But there’s nothing funny.
    Nothing.
    “Look at me, Shane”, she says.
    Slowly, Shane’s eyes fix into Carmen’s.
    “It’s. Not. Your. Fault.”, she murmurs a few inches away from her lips.
    “When I came back to my hotel room, that night, I started to sob uncontrollably. I cried all the tears I thought I had already cried. And not for a second I blamed you for what had happened to me. Not for a second…”.
    Shane’s eyes teary, teary.
    She clings to Carmen’s hands cupping her face.
    “…On the contrary, I realized that I had been lucky…. Meeting you, loving you, having you by my side. Even if it was just for a little while. I know it could sound totally senseless and crazy, but that same night I realized how beautiful you are. I stopped being mad at you. I started being mad at everyone else, but not at you. That night, I forgave you. And I realized what a good person you are, despite all of your flaws. I realized, even if it wasn’t really necessary, how special you were… you are… to me”.

    ”Senza frizione piloti il mio tormento.
    Sbandando ti cerco in tutti i canali.
    Fuori visione dirotti il mio buonsenso,
    Non c’è più pace o consolazione.
    Ti cerco perché sei la disfunzione,
    La macchia sporca, la mia distrazione,
    La superficie liscia delle cose,
    La pace armata, la mia insurrezione”
    [“Without a wheel, you’re driving my torment
    I’m skidding and searching you on every channel
    Out my sight, you’re hijacking my common sense
    There’s no more peace of consolation.
    I’m searching you because you’re my dysfunction
    The dirty spot, my distraction
    The smooth surface of everything
    The armed peace, my insurrection”]

    Shane caresses Carmen’s face, still unable to stop crying.
    “Do you wanna know something?”, she asks, with a silent sob.
    Carmen tries hard to smile.
    “What?”.
    Shane sniffs.
    “When we were together, I have always felt protected. Somehow, I’ve never felt the need to protect or defend you. You always seemed so overweening and self-confident. In my eyes, you were the bravest person on Earth…”.
    Carmen chuckles through the tears.
    “Babe…”.
    “No, no, really. You were strong, you were open, you were smart, you were beautiful, and nothing seemed to scare you. I have always thought you were the tough girl in our couple…”.
    Carmen kisses her, slowly, gently, repeatedly, not knowing what to say.
    “…But the truth is that, together, we can face anything”, Shane murmurs, brushing Carmen’s shoulder.
    “And I don’t wanna spend a single day without you by my side. During the last three years I let myself drift. That’s the ugly truth. I was all easy and careless. And empty. And every time it seemed to me I could feel something, the image of you popped up in my mind. I couldn’t help it… and all I wanna say right now is…”.
    She sighs and, then, she takes a deep breath.
    “…Carmen…”, she whispers.
    Carmen stares at her.
    “Yeah…”.
    “Would you marry me?”.
    Right there.
    Out of the blue. And sounding more like “wouldyoumarryme”.
    Carmen is caught completely off guard.
    Her body tenses.
    She lets go of Shane’s face.
    “Carmen…”, Shane murmurs, confused.
    Carmen’s eyes close.
    She sighs.
    “No, Shane. I am not going to marry you”.

    ”Oggi il suo futuro anteriore trasmette solo prospettive allarmanti
    E in casa lo rinchiuderà, sintonizzato su ossessioni imperanti.
    Oggi il suo diagramma del cuore è schermo piatto in nebulose stagnanti:
    Forse è così che resterà o forse sta per decollare e inventarsi una
    Nuova ossessione che brucia ogni silenzio,
    Dammi solo anestetici sorrisi e ancora
    Nuova ossessione corrodi ogni momento
    Sei la visione tra facce da dimenticare.
    Nuova ossessione e ormai ci sono dentro,
    Dammi solo anestetici sorrisi e una
    Nuova ossessione perché mi trovo spento
    Senza illusioni tra facce da dimenticare”
    [“Today her future is only giving alarming perspectives
    She’s gonna lock it, she’s gonna tune it on her ruling obsessions
    Today her heart curve is flat, just a stagnant nebula
    Maybe it’s gonna be this way, or maybe it’s gonna fly high inventing a
    New obsession burning every silence
    Just give me anesthetic smiles and a
    New obsession, corrode every moment
    You’re the vision through forgettable faces
    A new obsession and I’m in too deep
    Just give me anesthetic smiles and a
    New obsession because I am burn-out
    Without any illusion, through forgettable faces”]
    **

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    SOUNDTRACK:
    * “Infidelity (Only You)” (Skunk Anansie)
    ** “Nuova Ossessione” (Subsonica)

    Comments

    1. Just love how emotionally open Shane is and I´m with Carmen about the marriage thing. Might be a little too fast. Keep up the good work. I love it.

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