Author: kloun mannequin PM
I love this short story, do you want to know why?Rated: Fiction K - English - Drama/Angst - Words: 159 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-27-05 - id: 1972171
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I dreamed about a distant place
I walked in a path covered with beautiful roses
I thought that there would be a castle in the end
violins with wings playing wonderful melodies
every song had a unforgettable story
illusions and deceptions
loves and redemptions...
when I woke up
I was in a garden of carnations
pink, red, yellow in the petals blowing away
I didn't understand but I had wings
can I fly?
the sun appearing behind the trees
and the castle I saw in my dream
the door is opened before me
precious pictures in the walls
porcelain statues in all parts
where am I?
perhaps no human has gone there.
she didn't search for heaven or hell, she just wanted you.
... on the following day
pieces of black hair around scissors...
... a last letter to the solitude in a pool of blood in the floor
... carnations in a tomb
guess, who died?