duminică, 30 septembrie 2007

STORY

The story begans in 1984, Saturday night, in Paris. It was a cold night. He was standing in a shadow and he was waiting for meal to come.When, suddenly, he heard something:
- Help! Don’t do that! Please!
It was a girl, screaming for help and he knew ... There were vampires, but they weren’t his friends. He managed to drive them away and saved the girl.
He approached :
- Hy ...
- You ... You are one of them.
- How presumptuous. No ‘thank you’, nothing?
- Thank you ...
- You’re shakeing.
- It’s cold, she said.
- You’re still cold? Go on. Say more about me.
- You want ...
- What do I want?
- You yearn ...
- What do I yearn?
- To walk with the living ... out of the cold dark waste of eternity.
- Hmm ...
He didn’t know what to say. He took her hand and kissed it ...
- You’re beautiful to me because you’re human, he said. Your fraility. Your short years. Your heart, even than you think it’s breaking. All that suddenly seems more precious than anything I’ve ever known.
- Well, can you show me what is like?
- What what is like, exactly?
- To be you ... To live in the shadow ...
- I don’t have time for this.
- All a vampire has is time ...
- No!
And he dissapeard. She was standing in the moon light. Her eyes loved him but her heart couldn’t belong to him. Many times he’ve called for his teacher, the one who made him what he was then, but there was no answer . Just the endless preccesion of days,months,years... His teacher left him at the darkest lesson and there wasn’t nothing but the cold, dark wasteland of eternity...

2 comentarii:

Adolescent_Club spunea...

There are vampires in Paris too???

Constantinov Rada spunea...

Hmm... probabil! M'am inspirat dintr'un film, dar nici nu cred ca exista vampiri...dar imaginatia poate inventa tot felul de lucruri interesante.