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Eliya

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The quest The twilight was gathering around me Until at last I lost my way. I was wandering between the worlds I was forgotten by the light of day. Along the path the stars were twinkling; They grew on bushes that were intertwined and bent. I tried to touch one but I burnt myself; The sharp pain pierced me and I understand what it meant. The enchanting charms vanished; I felt the stare and then I saw the eyes of a beast. There was no chance to be left alive. I knew it… It wanted me to be his feast. I opened wide my eyes to see my death. But something bright flashed right in front of me. A moment later I watched the fight; I even forgot that I wanted to flee. The fight was long; it seemed to last forever. ‘Twas getting hot; the wrath filled the air. Then I heard the beast’s cruel howl. The Angel lost his light, so bright and fair. The fear evaporated from my soul And I was overwhelmed with rage. I torn off the star and thrust it into the beast. I sent it to the hell, his cage. I sat beside the dying Angel; He looked at me and said: “It was your fight! What for are these tears? There is no time for grief. Go, my precious lady, go and find the light!” I walked along the path, so tired of that life. I walked like blind; for I feel nothing but grief. One day I noticed the door, the end of my quest. But now it was the darkness where I wanted to live. The door was near but it was no longer my bliss. With closed eyes I opened it and I felt someone’s embrace. I looked up and I met my fate. I was looking at my dear Angel’s face.

© Eliya, 2005

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