[ WP ] You find a wanted sign with your face on it ... in a museum exhibit .

*'' Not bad. `` * 
 
 I smirk, admiring my own facial features. It was no wonder they `` wanted'' my face -- I have the face of a sex god. I could n't help but whistle at the price on the sign, an astounding million pounds, but back in 1863. *Man, if the offer was still up, I'd turn myself in to take that cash! * 
 
 I was about to read the golden plate beneath it when Martha came up behind me, and clung to my arm. Her large eyes scanned my face before looking at the tattered piece of paper in the case. There was a peculiar look in her eyes; one of entrancement, and fear. She hugged me closer without a word. She was always quiet, but awfully cute. 
 
 She was breathtaking with fresh green eyes and shoulder-length fiery hair. There was always a certain foreign glow to her pale skin which looked almost ethereal. She was a beautician, and my was she beautiful. It was no wonder her customers came back to her like dogs playing fetch; some said it was magic, the way they could n't tell what it was in the few brush strokes she did on their faces that let them leave looking more pristine than before. It was love at first sight. I was drawn to her. And I could read it in her face when I met her: she wanted me, too. 
 
 She tugged at my arm with a gentle nature. I smiled and complied, looping my arm through hers and walking with her to the exit. She glanced back at the exhibition several times as she left the museum, either in fascination or curiosity I had no idea. Or was she shaken? She was in a bit of a hurry to get out of there. I guess I would be too, if I saw my partner's face on a wanted poster. 
 
 -- 
 
 *It was love, * she'd said, as she lay him down on the metal table. *It's hard to live forever when you're living alone* 
 
 Oh. It's cold. I do n't like this. 
 
 *I'd searched for you forever before I found you in 1859. We passed each other in the streets and connected instantly. * 
 
 *It was love at first sight. * 
 
 *We were going to stay together for the rest of our lives, until you died early of old age in 1863. You never left my heart. The first time I met you never left my mind. Why did you run away? Why did you leave me? * 
 
 God, her voice is beautiful. The softest thing I'd ever heard. 
 
 *I missed you. I missed your eyes, your smile, your expressions. Your face, I wanted so much to see it again. * 
 
 Ah... 
 
 *Now that I've found you, I'll make sure you stay with me forever this time. * 
 
 It's like a lullaby. 
 
 *Forever young. Please do n't move. * 
 
 *I just want to be able see you for the rest of my life. * 
 
 

