Another chapter of another (unfinished) story that I have wrote (yes a second one)

As long as it’s not about love (Tale)- By Savage.1

The reasdon this Tale is called what it is, is because of a song by the same name see below this Tale, and I wrote this Tale as a kind of tribute to Ronnie James Dio, probably a bit of a late tribute but a tribute none the less.

Prelude

The two of them touched with their eyes.

It was the first time that they touched.

The male was struck by a strange compulsion to move over towards the female.

Somehow the female was struck by a similar compulsion.

Then as soon as they were within an audible distance of each other, the female began to speak.

“Hello” she said to the male,

The male just waved back at her as he couldn’t speak.

Nothing else was spoken between the two of them, at least not at this moment.

With this briefly prolonged spell of eye contact.

The male was intrigued.

Questions like “why me, what’s so special about me” and “who is she”?

He replayed the events of that incident in his mind multiple times.

The only things that he could think about were the same questions over and over again like an infinite loop, oh how fun it is to programme one of those into a computer; well it’s fun attempting t create one in C++, I think you’d need a lot of random numbers to create something like the number thing in the Matrix.

The male wasn’t sure of much but he knew one thing, which was that he liked her.

As a friend, bur I am not going to jump to any conclusions towards the females feelings because a females feelings are complex to understand you may even say too complex for the likes of me,

But I am guessing that she liked him as she didn’t shy away from him in later confrontations, but in quite a few of the later confrontations the male was attempting to help her with a little bit of programming as he felt compelled to help.

Oh I almost forgot to introduce you to the characters.

Well I might as well now the female is one Miss Susannah and the Male was called Mac.