She wandered for so long that she had no idea of time anymore. All there was, was darkness. She lost everything she thought she had and she cried over it with an everlasting stream of tears. She clung to her pain as it was all she had left. The pain was consuming her; the frightfull anger that raged from time to time her only defense. The silence tricked her ears into hearing the lies that poisoned her mind and made her fall over and over again, so her guardian angels couldn't reach her at all. She had given up on the light and instead she followed the path that the dark whispered to her she was already on. In believing the dark she made it come true, so there was no escape.
Then one day, when her tired angels had long been reduced to powerless bystanders, she stood still. The silence broke and crumbled when the faint sound of her heartbeat came back. In her eyes there was the tiniest spark, but it was enough to be seen. At last, spring had announced itself, soon there would be life again. The angels carefully rejoiced. They did not know what caused this change, but now there was hope.
maandag 18 februari 2008
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