The Hunt

By the third store, all of the rings started to look the same. He walked down the aisles and looked at the blur of sparkle. Everyone kept telling him that he would just know when he found the right one. He was beginning to think “finding the girl” was far less challenging than “finding the ring”. By the fourth store, he was fairly certain he never wanted to see anything that glittered ever again.
To break up the monotony, he ventured into some off the wall shops. Things began to look distinct again. It was in a hole in the wall shop selling all sorts of do-dads that he finally found the ring. It was a simple oval-cut diamond nestled into an intricate aged silver band. He saw it and knew it belonged on her finger.
When she saw it, he figured she thought the same because she said yes.

Prompt: Ring

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