There was something about Jacob that attracted everyone to him but at the same time, there was this air of reverence, fear and respect too. One that kept people from telling him how much they appreciated him. As if they were in a state of trance looking at that free spirit. Everybody wanted to be him but knew they could not get half as close. Every mother wanted a son like him, but for his mother. Every single woman wanted to feel him deep within.
He played with kids, talked to the sea, conversed with the animals and was innocent as babies could be. Jacob was one of the last of his kinds. A Nomad Warrior. The kinds that travelled to protect people they didn't know, they didn't care if they died in the process. His father had died in protecting a tribe like that and Jacob was the last of this league. His bruised back, Broad Shoulders, Tanned Arms and that scar on his face were all testimony to the fights he had fought for others. Fights he didn't really need, fights that didn't really do him any good but he still fought them. For he was a guy that stood for justice, for truth, for what he deemed right. Being Manipulated was what he despised, Manipulating someone else was sinister to him. Defeating a guy like Jacob was improbable. He could kill with a cold stare or his bare hands. Death was not really something he feared.
He was a warrior that travelled throughout his life. It was just another journey for him But it changed her life forever. After a hard fought battle, he sat there on the beach. Enjoying the sunset and basking in the glory of yet another victory, when his eyes fell on that beautiful blind woman. She was standing right there looking at the sunset. Her hair dancing in the wind. Without a second thought, Jacob walked up to her and held her hands. Nobody around them seemed to bother. For they were all mesmerized by the sight of their Blind Princess Sophia and this stranger who matched up to her Aura. Sophia was 17 then. There was something about Jacob, when he held her hand, All Sophia could feel was a sudden rush flow through her body. Every ounce of skin on her and every drop of blood wanted her to Feel Jacob. Jacob too was in awe of this tender 17 year old girl who had managed to breach the cordons of his heart instantly.
Sophia asked no question, And Jacob never said a word but they made deep passionate love all night. And the next morning, before she woke up, he was gone. He had to fight so many more wars, save so many more lives. He kissed her forehead and left the palace. Never to be seen again.
Nobody ever saw him again. Not even Sophia. Well she never really saw him did she? But she had felt him like no one else had ever! And to this day, her hollow eyes look for him everyday in hope that he would one day return. All she remembers of him was the mystical feeling he left her with which she tries to find in every man that comes to her.
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