Far-away Seasons

Winds from the east blew, the trees left their last leaves fall down in a sorrow sound beyond sadness… they once accompanied them on their growth in the summer since their birth in spring, and now they were saying farewell in a silent whisper. Some day they’ll find each other again, in another place, in another era…
 
 
 
A forest can see the dusk of the sun, the birds have became silent and night gives its own place for the wandering creatures that don’t like the light. The ground is covered by soft snow that has been falling for some days, in this chilly month. A shadow descends from the sky, and leaves its footprints on the smooth terrain, the shadow is hunting, a prey is being followed… a spot of blood drops to the floor, the white and virgin snow turns dark red, and spreads fast, turning the place in a gothic illustration scene… the vampire drops the young girl, inert, on the floor, and positionates her, so she has her two arms crossed in front of her bare breasts, her faced is illuminated with the shine of the moon… another maiden has just been murdered…
 
The sun’s dawn spreads its long arms towards the desert, cleansing away the cold, and replacing it first for a subtle warmth, and later for an unbearable heat. A camel opens its way inexorable through the dunes, with a raider on its humps. The animal stops, it had sensed something strange, and the man dismounts feeling the same sensation… taking the pelt full of water, he starts walking toward destiny… a black spot can be seen in the sand, a young woman is almost totally covered by the sand, fainted… who knows for how much time, maybe some hours, maybe a life-long curse. The man kneels down, and sweeps the sand from her face, revealing a tanned and beyond perfection beauty with hair as black as obsidian. She is in an eternity sleep and will only be able to wake up, when the person destiny has prepared for her, kisses her… The man at first startled, takes her cheeks with both his hands, and giving her a gentle kiss, separates, waiting for her to wake up, but she won’t… he isn’t the man written in destiny. Opening her mouth, he makes her drink some water, and with both arms, he raises her body and walks toward his faithful animal… he finally starts his way toward where he was going at first, but now with something new… a fainted moorish princess riding with him…
 
The wind has finally talked, the leaves and the trees have set the story…
 
Klaud.-
 
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