I Would Have Waited 500 More Years Novels & Stories

The patience it was known for would now be turned toward a much longer preparation. "Years?" I said. "Possibly," she said. "Or it finds a new vector we haven't anticipated. It's been doing this for four hundred years. We should not assume it has run out of approaches." She looked at me. "But we can, for a time, assume it is reconsidering." A time. I would take a time.

Waited countless times. This time, not once.

Maybe even before that. Maybe it had never been casual at all, just two people who’d hurt each other badly enough that they needed to pretend indifference while they figured out if trying again was possible. I could wait. I’d already waited five years. What was a little longer if it meant getting this right?

He would live for centuries. He had said it simply and factually over three weeks ago and it still replayed in my head over and over, the way he said things that were simply true about his nature, and I had said that's insane and laughed and let the conversation move on. But the thought had stayed. Had moved into a quiet corner of my mind and settled there and been living there ever since, waiting for a moment exactly like this one. He would live for centuries. And I wouldn't. I looked at the horizon and sat with that. With the full, unmanaged weight of it. The years that were available to me, which were normal human years, the ordinary years.

And for the first time in five hundred years, I let myself believe that maybe we’d actually make it. Maybe this time, we’d get our happy ending.

He had not harbored any goodwill towards her. The only thing he paid attention to was Madison. He had seen many life or death events during his long lifetime. After living for 5,000 years, his heart was already worn out beyond belief. The only thing on his mind was Madison. If he could enjoy his relationship with Madison from then on, he would naturally ignore all the negative people in his way.

“Of course Zeeklah. So ..should we?” “Yes!” I said as I stood up and gazed at him. “I’ve been waiting for five years. Five years...” “Well it’s worth a wait then don’t you think?” He said as the fence I was accustomed to, showed a gate way to the other side. Claus gave me his hand daring me to go with him. I mean, I’ve always wanted a wonderful life better than this with weights on my shoulder. I gazed at Claus as he gazed at me hopefully.

I turn around and he looks right at me. “You’re willing to wait for another year?” I smirk as I question. “I had a slip of a tongue, maybe I can’t wait for that long, two years has been longer than an eternity,” he steps closer to me. I chuckle. “Would you have run to someone else?” I question despite knowing the answer.

There was no scientific proof that the designs were indicative of the relationship but some old-school scholars believed so. Schuyler’s mark had only come to life when he was almost twelve, but Vienna was not worried much. It was not uncommon for the soulmate mark to appear this late in life although maximum age-gap between the soulmates was rarely more than five years. It was known as the delayed reaction and was not really unusual. All she wanted was her son to have a complete and happy life.

Whatever they connected to was very far away. “I will use them to feed, to grow stronger, and when my brethren return, they will not find me the weak child they left behind.” “When they return in a thousand years?” “It is but the blink of an eye.” “So I’ve heard. Fine by me however long it takes. Not like I’ll still be here. But what if I can take care of Peter? You take over the spires and do your thing, the world carries on — for the next thousand years or so — cue music for end titles. Sound good?”