Should this blog be deleted?

2009/02/25

Rascunho

First of all isto é um rascunho de uma coisa em que ando a trabalhar - fica como aperitivo. Só para se perceber o género, claro... feedback please!


‘This could be dangerous... Hell with it, this might as well be menacing – I’m lacking adrenaline in my life.’
‘You must be joking. Are you sure you’re okay?’ he mulled over.
‘Needless to say I’m not.’
‘Well, when you think back to it,… it’s kind of sad.’
‘Try depressing.’ She replied roughly.
‘Ouch.’ He muttered. ‘That bad?’
‘You bet.’ Louise retorted under a kvetched tone. ‘But oh-don’t you mind. You needn’t care for me, you know, it’s not like your job or anything…’
‘Haha,’ he chortled ‘If I don’t watch out for you, then who will?’ she let a sigh wheeze through her teeth.
‘Guess you’re right. Still, I don’t need you.’
‘I think you need me more than what you’re aware of.’
‘Stop picking with my awareness.’
‘Or else…?’
She stared at him with unusual contemplation, not seeming to notice the strikingly obvious weird frown looking back at her.
‘Snap out of it.’ he eventually growled, surrendered.
‘Let’s get it done, this time for real…’ she sounded muffled due to the mental effort put in her decision. It had never been easy for her to choose anything, but this time the judgement was even more strenuous. Should I stay or should I go? Seemed a trivial childlike doubt, but the consequences of this decision this time were far from puerile: it was definitive. There was no coming back – and this palpable and incontrovertible reality was nothing less than appalling.
‘You don’t have to do this. No one can force you into deciding anything’ he rejoined to her inaudible thoughts, trying to comfort her. ‘I’ll always stand by your side, no matter what’s your decision… whether you resolve anything or not!’
‘I must come to a resolution, ASAP.’ her words had a strange ring of firmness.
‘Why?’ he cried out dimly.
‘I just have to.’ She stopped to ponder. ‘It looks like my entire life has come to this moment… for me, to decide.’ her eyes rested close while a deep crease formed on her forehead. She opened them with a hazy expression. ‘It has begun.’
‘What has?’ the sudden worry and urgency in his voice was now exposed for her to perceive.
Everything.’ She turned her face to the dusky light stretching across the rooftops of Alfama. The Tagus suddenly came across as darker.

acompanhando a maior viagem de todas