James was walking down the boulevard, it was a moody day, he passed through an old lady trying to sell red rouses. They were dry and somewhat colorless, those were his fillings too so he bough one and moved down the street. Passing through a window he saw his reflection and thought that his name does not suit him – James, ha…maybe more like Charles. What the hell, how do people decide whether their name suits them or not. What a crazy world we are living in, maybe in a few years they will start changing their faces so they can suit their names. – that thought made him even more depressed.

That was James twenty four years old, single, his first and only love was twenty years ago, he had himself for somewhat handsome man but with no luck with women, well they say that whoever has no luck with women has some with cards, too bad that he sucks in poker too.

As random thoughts about life and other also unimportant things were storming through his mind, he stopped and sat down on a bench to take a rest in the calm park he loved so much, it was a pity that such a peaceful place was so rarely visited. All of sudden some shy yet brave streams of sun made their way through the grim sky and then he saw her - pale white skin, snow blue eyes and face of a goddess from some long forgotten myth. She was walking with such elegance that the air around her moved to let her pass, the long black curls were vigorous, in a strangely seductive rhythm with her hips, hips that could not have been made by another human being , that was a work that even Hefest would envy as he made Pandora.

And all of a sudden she sat next to him and smiled and he was in love no other thought could penetrate his mind at that moment on, only the fact that he loved her.

Kathrin was stunned with the lone man sitting alone in the bench, his face was tormented by the thoughts in his head, but his green eyes were somewhat lively, unburdened by the flow of life and its hardships, he was sitting as he didn’t have any worries, or it was more like he was resting after a hard day of work, but she noticed his well build body, strong and stretched as a string, like a wolf ready to jump at his pray. That man made her smile and gave her a strange feeling that as she was about to find out was love.

She sat next to him, he gave her the rouse, they talked, and they watched, and they felt…they were alive.

Few hours passed within seconds.

-         I am sorry my prince but I will have to exucuse mylsef for now I must return home my family will be worried if I am late again. – she said as she was preparing to leave.

-         Can I see you again milady?

-         Yes you can, lets say in two days, at sunset, on this bench.

-         I shell be here waiting for you my love since sunrise.

That answer made her heart feel warm and filled with pain for she was lying to him about certain things. – And I shell come, love.

…….

The next two days flew in an instant, he couldn’t sleep much tonight, as the night before that, she was constantly there when he closed his eyes only to open them and find out that she wasn’t . James got up from his bed and washed his face from the dreams, he picked his best outfit and walked outside, on the way to the park, he saw the same old woman he saw two days ago but this time she was selling pure white roses, fresh and lively, like they were born this morning for him to take them as a tribute to the lady of his heart. He entered the park whistling a nameless love melody, and he was shocked, Kathrin was waiting for him on the bench.

-         You are late, you said that you would wait for me from dusk till dawn if I remember correctly? – she said sulking

-         I am sorry Kathrin,  I cannot say anything which can excuse me.

-         Good as long as you understand – she said smiling

-         At least accepted this as an apology – James handed her the white rosebud

-         Ou how sweet of you, hmm now that is not very nice of you isn’t it- she grinned again.

-         What have I done now – he jumped.

-         The white rosebud is saying – too young to love, which makes me think that in your eyes I am a child.

-         Hahaha, no no my sweet little rosebud I thought that when the white rose blossoms, we will be together to fully appreciate its meaning.

Kathryn was blown, she never expected such an answer, she laid her head on his shoulder and said – you are heavenly, innocent, pure, I love you and there is no one more worthy for your heart. Thank you James that white rose and your thoughts are everything that I need.

Just as before they spent an eternity in a matter of hours, they arranged to see each other tomorrow night and they went home.

……….

The night sky was clear, the stars were quietly sparkling , the moonlight was the purification of romance and the air was passion, he embraced her, she cuddled in him, eyes closed, empty mind, the heart bursting with fervor, the lips found its way to the other shore without any guidance and at that very moment those two beings melted into the everlasting moment, the were broken, pieces rearranged and recreated for new life.

One single kiss shock the very foundation of their worlds it was an experience that could not be brought by rich, fame, gods or demons, not by life nor by death, that sensation was meant to be delivered and received only by human beings it was the perfect union of fire and air. The whole world did not matter in that fraction of the moment, nothing, you can wander the whole universe and never find something more pure and magnificent than that.

-         Kath I must go now, I will wait here tomorrow at the same time.

-         James I will come to you.

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This morning Kathryn woke up, to find life such a brilliant invention of the gods. She spent the whole morning washing her body and fixing her hair, she wanted to be beautiful for her wolf, that is how she called him, because he was wild and brave like a wild lone wolf, moaning against the moon – adoring and challenging her.

She waited in quite for the right time and she went to the park, little earlier than the arranged time, so she sat down and started playing with her dress – time passed, the moon came on the horizon and went down but James didn’t come, she was worried, but she did not know what to do, how stupid of them to not tell each other where they live. She could only wait and pray for him.

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He was in his bad for a week, since the moment he came home after that magical night he was unconsciousness only this afternoon he woke up, tired but the first and only thought was about his White rose, so with all the strength he could moister he picked his weak body and prepared leave for the park. He came out on the dark street, it was a blizzard, it was impossible to walk, His body might be weak, the storm might me terrifying but his heart refused to back down, it started beating faster and with the fresh supply of fire and blood to his muscle he moved on, literally fighting for every inch, it was a fierce battle, but he fought, for hours he fought. His legs started to crumble beneath the beaten body, the lungs were gasping for a breath of warm air, his blood was almost frozen and the fire was almost extinguished …. And there she was waiting for him on the bench, only that made the feeling inside of him outpower the storm, with blazing fire within his chest and Kathrin on his lips he made it…. He sat on the bench and took her hand – it is so warm and soft-he thought and closed his eyes for a short break.

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      -     Hey, Max they found them.
      -     What, where, how are they?

-         They are downstairs my friend. Come I haven’t saw them either.

The two men walked down the long stairs to the basement.

-         Oh god, Chris what in the heavens name Is that.

-         Them, Charles and Rose. They were found in the dump yard, frozen, they brought them like that.

-         Rose was gone for days, Charles was resting in his bed yesterday morning.

-         Well I guess they slipped out to see each other. Ok lets fix them for the funeral.

      After a few seconds the old man with the white lab coat said – No, Chris we wont touch them look at them how beautiful they are, and in such peace.

      -Ha, beautiful my ass, a blind, tootles, cripple and a bold girl with one ear and a face of a boar. You must have gone crazy my dear Dr.Maxuel.

-Well it is a mental hospital, Chris, you have to be a little crazy in order to find some sanity here. Just leave them like that for tonight…they look in love.