Realistic or Modern Age Old With Me?

[dwale]

We live on a planet where everyone stops aging at the age of eighteen. Nobody knows why, but nobody questions it either and no research is being conducted. But the moment we meet our soul mate, the person we are destined to be and fall in love with, we start aging like any other beings. You grow old with that person, day by day, week by week and year by year.


That is, unless, something unfortunate happens to you or your soul mate. If one of you dies then you stop aging and will remain the age you are until you meet the reincarnation of your previous lover, who knows nothing of or about you.


Before soul mates are found you do what any regular person would do. Go to school, get a job, find some place to live and hang out with your friends. And then everything changes and your whole world is this, and only that person, organism you have never met but they are to play such a huge role in your life.


So fear not, for your soulmate is on their way.

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[Sneaux]

Ewa chewed on her bottom lip and glanced around. People looking. People just walking by. One person staring-- no.. two people staring. A child staring. She swallowed and pulled her dark hair from its bun. It fell forwards and covered her ears as well as part of her face. She looked back down to her iPod. It was blaring music. She couldn't hear it, but of coarse she could still feel the vibrations coming from her headphones. Well, one of her head phones. She had a hearing aid in the other ear, but had it off. Some times it helped, some times it didn't. Some people still stared regardless. She always felt self conscious..


With a sigh she went back to lightly sketching. She was in a park. On a bench. She loved the different colors the sunlight made when it hit the trees. She loved watching the birds chase one another. Loved showing them living through her work. A tree. A lake. A duck or two. She nodded and started to shade in some shadows. Grass.