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ღ Princess in your World

Princess in your world

With one hand I touched the edges of the polished table in the living room.
I never knew that wood was, what tree it came from and why I did so much anger at that moment.
A long-suppressed anger, denial, locked in some kind of cell of my fragile heart. An anger that was triggered by awareness.
I had lost. Forever.
The truth made its way in my memory like a hungry snake on the prowl. And in my case ... In search of pain. Of hidden suffering, in muted whispers, tears.
Closed eyes, but it was as if I had not ever done.
His image emerged from the dark depths in which I was imprisoned and the sight filled me with his sweet smile.
Alexander ...
Upset shook my head furiously biting her lower lip. He squeezed his fists so hard that my knuckles turn white, and I conficcai nails in the white skin.
The blood started to come out heavy.
Well, I had done it again.
I spotted my wings, I was nourished by false hopes and now I can only insult him, hate him.
again.
- Cur ... - hissed, unable to hold back the tears as well. - Bastard! - I screamed, louder.
I wanted you to know the furniture, the walls of the damn house, neighbors, bystanders, cars and everything All ...
. They had to know.
had to stop and listen to my cries, which were overhanging any other sound, and understand.
Understand cursed world we lived, even destroy, our ship stopped here while the seconds, minutes, hours and years spent relentless.
And we, the powerless in our stability, we watched them impassively. What was the weather?

Shy, Charlotte crossed the threshold of the apartment.
latter was spacious, tidy, clean. It did not seem the house of a boy.
furniture, well-aligned to the right of every room, were accentuated by their bright colors: bright red, blue, orange ...
The girl could not suppress a laugh out of the cushions in the form of a monkey on the five seats that reigned in the hall .
- Hey ... - A whisper the startled, suddenly. - It's rude to laugh at others ... accessories -
The girl turned around, pointing to a smile, and saw him.
Leaning against the door frame, Alex showed off its charming and not unattractive.
The blonde hair ash formed a tangled mass, slightly wet, and her eyes were scanning greed with the newcomer.
- You're too beautiful to be truly mine. I do not. - The young man shook his head, laughing nervously. - As I suspect that at times I'll wake up and you will have only a dream. A perfect dream tremendously. -

smiled bitterly. What was true those words, as he was right. Yet there was a piece
wrong with what he had said, sounds so melodic that I lose my head again. I
I I had just woken up from the spell.
not him.

Charlotte blushed, softened. So he went, full of sweet promises, and squeezed him.
Alexander returned the embrace with desire, whispering I love you one thousand ear. His vision was crystal clear
a trap for the young man who, in fact, I craved more of what is permissible. - Um ... Dinner? - He asked, between a stolen kiss and a sigh.
He laughed. - I had intended to serve as soon as I arrived, but ... -
- Ma? -
- But I think there is something better to do, if you do not mind. - The actions that followed were a clear plan for that evening.
- No, quiet, go ahead. - She answered, looking at him intently. - Indeed we do. - He corrected himself, bursting laughing.
The boy did not need to repeat twice and lifted a weight suddenly. Ignoring the protests of the beloved, and carried her over to the lounge table and began to kiss her there, with more transport. His lips traveled
delicate forehead, cheeks, neck, up to the neckline of the tank top that revealed a healthy breast.
- Te l 'I told you you're my fairy? -
Charlotte nodded, squinting. - And you're the one who ordered me to love. -
- Well, maybe I exaggerated ... I should not have ... -
- NO! - The girl laughed again and again. - Stupid, you're wonderful! -
- indecisive girl, eh? - That said, moved a lock of his soft black hair behind his ear.
It was their night.

The last tear gleamed across my cheek slowly, digging into the skin and leaving a trail of bitterness.
The dried, before slipping on the floor and abandon yet another memory.
Defeat, I sank down on one of the chairs. I took a deep breath to fight tears, the sobs that were crumbling my coldness.
In my mind I had built my crystal palace, stiff and cold, I had decorated the most beautiful colors, it was perfect for hiding from reality.
should have been my last refuge.
And now I was losing too.
I watched him fall, under a little pressure from the wind, and with him my illusions.
silly illusion of a seventeen year old who died too young.
Illusions of love, madness, I danced around. Cruel, cruel, merciless.
Stop! Stop it!
I jumped up. I had wheezing and did not know why.

The heralds fall the curtain of darkness over the city.
There is silence, but already the streets smell of pain.
An unexpected light pierces the darkness, the treads, and strikes Alexander.
never heard screams, bombing of suffering, good-byes.
Needless to say, is the end.
And there, beside the road, the boy's body is getting colder, to become immaculate statue.
Dead.

I had finished all my tears. And their bitter steam was lost with him.
him that with his death I had destroyed.
he, too selfish, she had saved to give myself another smile.
I hated him with every shred of my soul, because I would not ever closer union among those who knew the welcoming arms of boundless love.
Call me crazy, call me silly, but I could not without his own presence.
It was my drug, shortly before.
And what do you do when the dose end ... forever?

I left in a hurry from his apartment, trying to suppress all the memories that were connected to it. With brisk reached my bike, parked in front of the building.
I jumped aboard and started the engine, which produced a roar left.
I ignored him, as I ignored the rain that I was completely wet, and fled.
Far from the truth, I wanted to bury.

A mad dash to save my broken wings. A mad dash to retrieve
hopes dashed. A mad rush
for him.
I reached the edge of a precipice, indecipherable expression on my face streaked with drops of water.
Demons of my thoughts, demons that I would take her to despair.
laughed. I was not desperate
. I was in love .
For what is love if not breakable chains that trap you in a bubble of dew, in a dream in which the fate does not count?
sketched a smile and I ran a hand through his hair. They were wet, like my soul betrayed. All
did not make sense without my angel.
Life itself, that crazy white hourglass of sand, had become a faded memory in front of the desire to find him.
find him and then kill him with kisses. Tie me with a rope bound: plug his wings only to have it next to my person forever.
smiled. We were both selfish and selfishness two creatures were dying.
got off the bike, my legs trembling because of the cold that enveloped the wilderness.
For the last time I looked up into the sky.
For the last time I drew a sigh. For the last time
trampled down the frozen earth, which had granted me the most beautiful of dreams and soon after I had ripped from his hands. He had torn, burned with the flame of death and had left only black ashes.
I advanced a step, courageous.
My heart sank, I closed my eyes.
few more inches and I would fall. I would fall into oblivion and fantasies.
- For you. Remember that. - I whispered, panting. - Now you owe me a favor. -
jumped.


*** The fall was an excruciating caress.
And while life was lost in my constant cry, but my suffering was blunted by a terrible blow, that's his voice.
You're the princess of my world, Charlotte.
If I still could, I would have laughed, cried, of that one sentence. Short, but incisive, with a sweetness that was hurting. Too bad.
I pointed to a face that would resemble a smile. What was funny
death.
I had been killed by his , from my, by our love.

Alex, even though your world has been broken, crumpled and destroyed in one crazy midsummer night, I will return to be your princess.
can no mistake.

Haunted Houses On The Eastern Shore

♪ ღ A Little Pain

A Little Pain

Travel to the moon Kimi wa Nemuri
yume wo toku Dare mo Inai
hoshi no hikari ayatsurinagara

unknown dancer, I move my feet for the first time. Dawn is
away, an old memory of light scattered in the pain never delivered. I
surrounding a cloud of melancholy, he shakes in his arms and pale, unstoppable, moving at will the strings of my life.
Helpless, I look up to the queen of darkness. Moon.
Lovely lady silver crosses the gates of despair, a symbol of graceful beauty.
reach out to touch her, unable to restrain myself.
I want to fly. I want to get there.
No matter the duration of the journey, the madness of the race, the wind whipping the leaves of cherry trees that bend. I want to take this journey. with you. If you close
eyes and pretend to sleep, you can do. We can do it.
Only two of us. Lovers in this world, angels in the sky.
And no one can stop us, while the stars of the night we turn the sweetest smiles of light.

Tsuyoku wasureta naru tame Kitto futari nara Egao
torimodosu

All this time I tried to play on this ruined stage, but most still do, the more I lost my true essence.
I lost my smile , you know?
do not know where to go and try, perhaps in your memory. Maybe in your heart.
Tell me ... If we all find him?

KidZui'm

here waiting for you Ima to wa mirai ga chigau attemo
I'm here waiting for you
Sakebitsudzukete
Kitto kokoro wa ito wo tsunagu tagutteru
Ano koro no watashi me wo samasu
you ni No need to cry

Under light of a new light, surplus to you, uncertain. Try to understand?
Try to understand my vision, my words, my desire?
you have any idea of the beat of my heart as I approach slowly and closer to you? While I hope
causes pangs of euphoria throughout the body?
Another step and I'll be in front of your trial.
And just as I do to touch you, to caress that your skin full of gentle warmth, I see you disappear. In front of my eyes become pain.
Ghost of a theater in ruins, shattered illusion of my love.
But, anyway, I'm here waiting for you.
Even if tomorrow can be different from this present, although there will be a tomorrow, I'm always here waiting for you.
I await the sound of your breath, waiting for your lips are based on my own, erasing the bitter taste that suffering has resulted.
Locked in this prison air, keep screaming.
I am sure that my heart is rewinding the tape that binds us, the thread that unites us in this joyous circle of secrets and passions.
And when everything is over, when he will write the word end, myself the swagger of the past resurface, will awaken from their long slumber called life.
I have to restrain myself, there is no need to cry.
I do not have to pay a single tear.

Travel in silence
Te wo nobaseba fureru
noni Kimi wa Sore Tooie
wa Omoide no naka no koto

walked in silence, exhaling the last breath of an old life.
I know that you're by my side in this tortuous journey that will take me to the moon, but I can almost hear Thee, stretching a hand toward the horizon.
And you're far away,
too far ... So much so that in my memory seems to be clear, perfect figure without blemish.
The memory does not make you justice, my angel.
continues to move forward in search of a precipice.

kikoeru Koe ga me wo Chiisana itami sae tojireba
Itoshiki

found that when I drop her eyes, denying the view, I feel your voice. He sounded so melodic, so tender, so nostalgic ... remember this velvety symphony, I feel a new pain. An indescribable pain, a pain that tears the soul. But even this small
suffering dear to me. Unbelievable.
shake my head, and I stop.

Mitsume

I'm here waiting for you Kaze ni hitori fukare mayottemo
I'm here waiting for you Sora wo
Miage Zutto kokoro wa you wo
hirogete mamotteru
Ano koro no kimi ga furikaeru made
No need to cry

Look . Fix your attention on me and show me one more time your pale blue eyes, give me the chance to drown in your sea, I let them stay.
will seem crazy, silly a girl who asks too much, but I'm always here waiting for you.
Even if I lose in the din of the wind or if you were at the mercy of a force superior to mine, no longer moves a step.
I'll wait.
careful, because my heart will protect you always and forever. I am yours. I can not go back, we both know.
I tend my hands, my lips ripple in a shy smile.
Turn around and look.
There is no need to cry.

(Feel something. Feel nothing
Listen Closely. Listen Closely)
Wide open ears
Disarm the dream tickler
In the constant moment
(You will find me Where it's quiet
Listen Closely Listen Closely)
Let the blood flow
Through all the spaces Of the universe


smile again, until this simple movement is not becomes more convincing, more spontaneous. Free to enchant the sky and the earth.
I lean to a stately tree, I think it's an oak. On my back I feel the rough wood slightly scratched.
laugh.
careful, you feel it? Feel my emotions? In this constant when you open your ears ... and to disarm the distraction of your dreams. Let these affollino laughter in your mind.
only way to be found. Why I'll be where there is peace, I will be in all areas of the universe.
For you, for you alone.

KidZui

I'm here waiting for you Ima to wa mirai ga chigau attemo
I'm here waiting for you
Sakebitsudzukete
Kitto kokoro wa ito wo tsunagu tagutteru

You know, right? I'm still here, under the motherly cloak of night, waiting for you.
I will be steadfast, tenacious as you've always wanted you.
I expect to see you jump out at any moment, shouting surprise, but usually the stupid illusionaria.
But I do not care.
I feel that soon I will return what it once was, and I'll join you.
are here waiting for you ...

If You Tell A Scorpio No

♪ ♣ ♣

Sweet Dead

At the end everyone will find the death.
Whether through our own will, or that of another ... does not matter.
Oblivion comes to all, sooner or later. No one escapes its magic.
We can deceive, mislead, but that does not do any good.
Because nothing can save us, if it comes to salvation.
Our lives, our useless life ... It has already written to us it is only the difficult task of crossing the road that has been traced.
Nothing.
pawns in a game all-powerful, as long as we live.
But you, beings of blood ... No.
You have the gift and the existence of eternal damnation.
Eternal as it has knowledge, and death.

You who are princes of darkness,
You who are dead and then reborn in the shape perfect
that you suck nectar red, red as despair, relentless
Wait an end that never will be granted ... And death

for you is only illusion ...
A magic touch marble and dark as it is your skin,
A moment eternal and ephemeral,
A snow white butterfly, innocent, pure,
lost in a world that does not deserve it ...
After all ... The vampires are not that.
Beings without guilt, but to an inexorable damnation ...

is why the Goddess of Death does not dare to touch them ....
There are few times you touched, with his mother's hand,
There are few times when I held in tight embrace that tastes like sugar and rest ...

- Is it true that you are immortal? - I ask, with my expression from naive girl barely sixteen. He is beside me, impossible to describe.
as you can not describe the beauty of a breath of air, the sweetness of a flood, the pleasant warmth of a blazing scarlet.
In comparison I feel a doll destroyed, defaced. The long scar that has ruined me forever is clearly visible on his left cheek.
now seems faded, but the pain behind that door is immense.
- Not exactly, White ... - I answered him, with his voice that smacks of honey and velvet.
A creature without a soul can not have a similar voice ...
White. Also do not understand why you insist on calling me that. Bianca.
continues to define a maiden without spot, clear and pure.
too clean and pure.
I would touch me, but you can not.
'm just a simple human frailty.
He dares not even be close to me, that's because between us there is a distance of two meters.
He knows that if his instinct might kill me, as a mere flesh to devour.
But I wish the same ... despite being unable to get it, at least let me dream.
A dream that never will come, I think with bitterness.
- White, I know. - He exclaimed, in response to my thoughts. I
puffy, irritated. - A little 'privacy? -
My sin smiles. - I can not, is stronger than me. I love your ideas and I know you too to know that I never reveals them, if not in this way. Am I right? - She looks at me with those blue sea, so charming and full of dark magic that no court lady could resist.
inflamed and remain silent. Then I pretend to cough and resume the conversation first started. - In what sense is "not exactly"? -
- In a unique way. - I said - I We only bother if no one else, you know? Immortal until fate does not make us come up against an enemy. But believe me when I tell you that eternal life is not fun. Not at all. A thousand times I'd rather be an ordinary mortal, and perhaps make the jester. - Ride of the funny idea, then keep looking.
seems like peering up at the bottom, digging into my lost soul, and ... I do not know.
I just know I love you, Dave Christian Lascaris. A pure love, discovered recently, and I would like to donate my heart on a silver platter, on top of an embroidered veil, and the color of blood.
But I can do nothing. I'm not allowed.
bow my head and sigh. In the courtyard
absolute silence. Only sometimes I hear the dogs barking, and then suddenly leap.
Without realizing it I begin to cry. Tear up tear. Furrow my face, bathe the wound of a time and slide down then fall on my surcoat of linen and cotton.
a sob escapes me, follows another ... and another, another, another, and another one ... I
Dave frowns and looks away. - White? -
can read my mind, but does not know how I feel ... If it were not dramatic, the comic would call ...
So silent, while he is unaware of my pain.

The children of the night are capable of loving.
love as only they can do, claiming their victims with grace and passion.
But is this really their love?
No. Because when they find it really change their lives ....
Life and death mingle in a dance of ice and fire, and nothing has been more important.

- Do not Call Me White! - Cry in despair. - I'm not pure, are not what you think I am! I do not understand! You can not! -
saying these words, so suddenly, it hurt. I know.
But unfortunately time is of the truth and I'm too afraid to face them.
prefer the lies, deception, deceit ... All this serves to create me a muffled world of my own, where dreams can be concrete.
- Get out! - Then hiss.
is strange that a chat between me and him end this way, but I have no other choices.
We had a good start in the morning, I can not deny it.
But after the sudden my ramblings, I feel heavy, as if life would crush fierce reproach and a forbidden love.
Dave gets up and shows itself in all its painful pride. - I do not understand why, Charlotte. But if that is what you want, what you will receive. Goodbye. - Says, but does not seem willing to leave. So
squeezes his fists and finally I can stop the tears. I look up and fixed seating. In comparison, a child, but it does not matter.
Dave, The Vampire, the sick man of England, Count ... must go. Forever.
If he were to stay, I would feel trapped in a prison that tastes bitter, and lonely ...
In a bubble of glass and yellow leaves, reminiscent of the past autumn.
In a coffin made of marble, heavy and white as it is your skin, my mortal damnation.
Dave does not speak, he rises and turns, her back to me.
Before he disappears, I think I hear another "farewell" whispered. The last goodbye.
- Stupid! - Cry then. I was not even asked for an explanation, accepted without reply!
But as criticism? My gaze was talking to himself ...
At that moment I died.

Losing your love is like losing one's life.
Nothing.
And you can tell when everything around you is shrouded in darkness, lacking the colors you love and see only tears and faces ruined by the war ... And from this feeling. Your
is among them.
torn by invisible scars, every hiccup is a new pain that will remind you that death is behind you.
awaits you. And you will.

Chained to the ground by wires and strings of suffering, crying uncontrollably.
I do not care what the other ladies told me, seeing me lying there in the yard. For some time I consider only a scullery maid, and if it were not for Dave I may well have beaten till she bled, day after day, to feel strong and powerful ... What can not be with men.
That amused themselves by torturing me, see my blood that inevitably flowed down the cheeks, like tears of agony and tragedy.
Queens of a fragmented world, rage and laugh at the suffering of others whenever they can. Sirens of Greek mythology, enchanting and deadly.
But I do not dare to approach, use words to hurt me.
Still I do not feel it. I do not want, I can not.

We all have wings, small or large does not matter.
What counts is knowing how to explain to freedom. Needless
have colorful wings, soft and smooth when you are unable to fly.
And when Judgement Day will have confirmation.

Although unable to stand up,
Despite my breath is muted, faint, just a whisper of a broken doll,
I get up with a fierce look that reveals all.
gaze of those who suffer. The look of someone who knows what to do to alleviate this suffering. A fast pace
I head out of the courtyard just behind the portico, the gate.
Free.
the building behind me, before me the forest.
I love the woods, even if everyone believes that the shelters of the devil and therefore no one has the courage to approach.
begin to run.

Life is not a race.
No one has enough time for anything.
Every day you think you live, but deep down you already know the truth.
This is not life. Not the real one.
So learn not to be in a hurry. Quiet, you win your fears.
triumphs on your dreams.
And listen to the song that you have composed. The song of a goddess.

Arrival in front of a cave.
like a large niche carved out of a big rock. Simple, but special.
More than once the 'I admired, reflecting on his mystical symbols.
Eventually I realized that I would serve for one thing. One.
And the day has arrived.
I want to die, I want to die there. Among
souls with blood, jesters and laughing spirits devoted to the Goddess.
What we want is to lose consciousness, throw myself into the arms of oblivion and forget, Dave ...
Yet we share the same sentence ... maybe even when you die, we will meet.
my fault. Because of you.

The principles are dancing the night. Their clothes are dark, but stand out in all their darkness that knows of light, splendor. Splendor after splendor.
garish masks covering their eyes and sensual ice as death, covering his eyes and soul. Since vampires are afraid of the revelation of his being. And always have
feared eternity.

With a pitch dark dancer, I get into the niche.
is cold, too cold. I would leave immediately, but force me to stay.
Slowly I close my eyes, and everything is dark.
lose my memory.
And as if by magic ... The cave changes size, to be just for me.
seems to become a crystal cell. And I'm in there.
Slowly ... very slowly ... I feel the forces come to me at least, and I fall.
But I can not, the location and size of the cage will not let me.
All of a sudden the smell of honey and milk penetrates my nostrils.
What is this?
do not know. Peace?
Yes, it must be so. Otherwise what else?
Death. Dolce death.

***

few days later the prison of glass, containing the body of a slender girl with auburn hair, here is a black rose and a white lily.
Two such contrasting colors, but even so terribly similar.
Chained together by a rope with thorns and delicate red petals.
And under the flowers, a note:

The Moon and the Sun are incomparable
To you who are
true light.
Splendour of the ages,
Pure
and wonderful creature
've finally taken off
you expecting pain, but instead
You found resting in a bitter world.
But I have not had your explanation,
I at least wanted to know the reasons
your sudden hatred
me.
But maybe I think I know how ...
you loved me,
I could not.
A ddio, White.

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Sweet Dead Before the Dawn ♠ ♠

Before the Dawn

A white dress with soft silk wraps me the body. I wrapped light and delicate.
I feel the cool touch on my pale skin.
hair blacks, blacks such as hatred, they fall on the shoulders, sliding down his back. Heavy such as anger, dark as night.
Takes a step forward.
The earth is covered with ice. Blue, clear, cold.
close my eyes and hide the whole world my glassy blue. A sigh.
Maybe the last.
a step forward.
I'm lonely, tired. Nobody is with me to protect me. Nobody ever comfort me.
not a distant memory that are stained with pain.
pain that I can not bear.
a step forward.
suffer. But I try not to.
yet ... Tears flow copious, black ink, and scratched my face.

- Your face is a porcelain doll, you know - a whispering voice of a boy, sweet.
Elinor laughs and throws himself into the arms of the young. It says nothing and has lost his voice forever.
But she does not mind. You do not need words when you love him you understand by a look.
Mathius And it can do. Him, so nice and friendly, and loves in spite of everything.
Although the girl is feared by everyone in the village. They call it witch ...
- Today you are more beautiful than yesterday, Eli ... -
Elinor smiled, happy. After so long, finally, she can be.
- You're my doll, love ... ... You're my doll -

No, Mathius, I'm not a doll ... Not anymore.
I can not be without you.
hiccup. I would scream. But I can not.
I had never happened. But mine is not a mere illusion.
fatal illusion, with no way back.
a step forward.
Night. In heaven no star, the queen is present in my agony.
A diaphanous moon laughs at me, laughs at my suffering.
Why do you do? What have I done?
Did not I ever contemplated, admired your brilliance?
So why? Why the laughter?
a step forward.
The cold pinches me in a deadly grip. The wind caresses my cheeks, ruthless.
I still have my eyes closed.

Mathius slips his hand through his hair of the girl, drawing her to him.
The bed in which they are not comfortable lying down. But it does not matter.
- Your eyes are beautiful ... I remember the Eden ... - murmured, staring at the two light blue gems. She is surprised at his words.
Nobody ever told her so. No one has ever dared to go that far.
His eyes are regarded as bearers of bad, too bright and dangerous.
Mathius But it's different. Yes, he really loves.
- Now go to sleep, baby ... I love you. -
Elinor would return to voice, but not can. Then pulls out a beautiful smile and tightens even more to the young.

a step forward.
My bones feel the chill of winter. My skin seems so fragile.
There is silence. An eerie silence.
A silence in which they are accustomed.
Basta. I just want to sleep, let me go to oblivion. Sleep forever.
In the world there is no place for someone like me.
a step forward.
are only an ephemeral existence that asks to be removed.
The tears continue to fall, bathe in my arms, my wet clothes.
bathe the land on which to walk.
Bare feet hurt me, but I have nothing to do without pain.
a step forward.
The trees seem deformed designs of nature. Rise overbearing, arrogant, and ignore my silent request.

and spring.
The season of flowering. The season that Elinor loves with all his heart.
The season in which she and Mathius they met.
- Follow me. - The young man takes her hand and squeezed gently. - Follow me forever. -
Elinor would mean that it will always follow, but does not know how. So just nods and show a happy smile.
The boy takes her to a forest, a clearing. Picks her up suddenly and she can do anything, lies on the ground.
pulls out a flower, pink as the sky at sunrise, and gave it slipped through his hair.
Then it changes, and gives her a chaste kiss.
- Happy Birthday, Eli ... -
The gentle rustling of the leaves accompanied indelible moment ...
An everlasting love.

There is everlasting love.
Now I know.
After spending so much time to fool myself like a fool, that knowledge makes its way into my heart. A heart that has stopped beating many years earlier.
In its place was that I was not alone.
a step forward.
Death is not far away. The'm going to get. The
want more than anything else. At that time.
I feel heavy. Unable to speak, I drag myself yet.
a step forward.
is so dark where I am. And now the moon is silent.
Checkers silver ... Now you've stopped laughing, right?
Now you too will feel empty. Empty and without a heart to give.
Then we dance together, in our long robes, embroidered by the hands of a fairy. We dance until the blood starts to rain from the sky hurt.
a step forward.

confused voices invade the quiet of a young couple who love each other.
Voices confused approach.
Voices confused ending to a story that had to be eternal, but that never will be.
Voices confused ... and tears.
- You there! Get him! That's where the witch doctor! Do not let it escape! There is also the witch! Be careful! -
confused voices shouting those words.
Mathius wakes up suddenly. The top priority for him is to save Elinor.
- Love, Eli, is a door from the back ... is small, but we know you can go ... Go, Go! -
The girl did not obey and he clings to the mesh. With eyes begs, pleads with him ...
But he knows there is no time. Not now, or in the future.
Fate had decided.
Mathius So he takes her face in her hands and approached his lips trembling on hers, parted. A one minute long kiss, the last of their love.
Young comes off first and take the weight of love. Quickly and without losing all the quiet, the back door of the shop despite the protests.
Then it freezes at a glance. - Farewell, Elinor ... Run. Do not return. We had to leave. I know, forgive me. I love you. Go - that pushes this out before she could react.
Elinor lurches until it reaches the salty taste of his mouth.
Tears.
closes his eyes.
Voices confused laugh, confused voices bring death.
cries of suffering.
The girl falls to the ground, but tries to get up. Must escape. Must escape. Must escape.
And let Mathius.
No!
"Go "A whisper. It did not escape.
must abandon his life. And obey.

few days later, the news of the burning of a witch spreads throughout the village.
also reaches the edge of the forest, where he now lives Elinor.
When she finds out, is the tragedy.
hate, anger, anguish, love, bitterness ... too many emotions at once.
can not stand.
Cade slumped to the ground, inert. Now there is no hope.

The sky is painted in a slight flare.
No more night, it is still day.
a step forward.
hatred inside me is fading. There is no redemption. Not anymore.
Those who had brought me to despair now I'm gone.
Definitely not remember the Witch Elinor.
smile, bitter. Them for so long I have looked bad, and they came to burn my Mathius ... They have forgotten me.
A cold breeze makes me wince.
a step forward.
starts falling snow. The white flakes drawing melancholy strings, and light fall on my head. I feel them leaning on the hair will start to melt completely.
Mathius loved the snow.
He, too pure for a world that did not deserve it. Died to save me.
a step forward.
Finish.
I dive into the lake. I get down, get down, get down lower and lower.
water stops me breathing, weighs like a boulder. But I am not averse.
lulled me to feel the cold until it is completely lacking breath.
Then I laugh. A laugh that no one ever listens.

And I'm happy.
Before dawn ... We will be together again.