FSF: Angles of Observation

For those of you searching for my A-Z Challenge entry for the letter P, you can find that HERE.

And now . . . (drumroll)

It's time once again for Five Sentence Fiction!  The goal is to pack a punch in a mere five sentences using a weekly prompt.  Challenge accepted!

The prompt Lillie provided this week is ANGLES.

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Unchained

Chapter 28: Angles of Observation

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“I loved her so much, you know, because no matter which angle I looked at her from, she shone in a different, but dazzling way, like some bizarre, iridescent puzzle for me to solve,” Orton rambled.  He sat on the sofa with a drink in hand (his eighth in fact), slopping little droplets about the room whenever he gesticulated wildly to make his point.

Ylana looked at him with a mixture of sympathy and wonder, dazzled by the many faces of his character she’d been able to observe over the course of the alcohol-saturated evening.  Having started as the neatly dressed gentleman she’d first met, entropy soon began to rear its head, and as the pendulum of emotion swung him through moments of outrage, past hints of seeming indifference, and into prolonged moments of heart-broken longing, the toll the extremes took on him could not be denied.

“This may not make you feel any better,” Nara said soothingly, “but after learning about the grizzly things Myrandia has done, I can’t help but conclude that you’re ultimately going to be better off without her.”