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My heart played an endless requiem...

I was slowly marching step after step;
Each of them was a broken promise, an unfulfilled wish...burdens of the past.

Up the tower I went, but who could know when the stair would break and fall.
Blind by a veil, eternal frost in my eyes.
I was aware of the starving ocean and its violent waves against the damaged ivory structure;
I could not escape the flood.

Wandering around the darkened tower, I saw black roses grow around the top.
Each petal was a fragment of a gone heart:
as black as sorrow, as black as mourning, as black as loss.
Kissing their icy petals stained my lips with nostalgic ink...

Inside, the walls were full of giant steel thorns, pointing at me.
There was a storm of fears, angry shadows, looking at me.
They would not stop, they went beyond my frozen hands.
Like hammers, turning my soul into dust, cracking and shattering my soul of glass.

I could barely protect myself from the weather...
my shelter became my prison... is it the end?

And then I heard it...

A whisper...
The silky breeze, the soft breath of love,
an iridescent caress drying my tears,
the healing warmth of millions of hands reaching my soul,
taking every single fragment back to its place,
rebuilding the fragile body,
the dust became stars, the stars became constellations, and they stitched me.

The doll felt the clock tick once again.
The heart was back, and it happened:

The veins filled with an arpeggio of thoughts,
a tornado of emotions, a hurricane of echoes invaded my mind.
I could feel the force of the universe in me:
it was the power of synergy,
instant connection,
an endless choir of voices,
millions of echoes chanting and dancing in unison,
becoming one single force.

The frost became dew, the veil was torn...
and then I could see:
A blast of light,
an explosion of hope.

The black petals were scattered,
I observed the tower break, becoming an altar.
I was offered a new morning, layers of colours covering the beautiful sky,
the red rising sun burning all my guilts.
The northern winter was gone,
the powerful summer was here
radiating every single atom of my soul.

That was the dawn to my midnight,
the tomorrow,
the new beginning.

The new me.
Cinderella or not, I'll keep dancing without shoes :rose:
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TheSignmaker Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2015
Oh my, dear friend...
haha you are BACK and right on track!!! :iconsweethugplz:
sweet-innocent-aura Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:aww: yes, I think so
Vallemont-san Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:clap: :happycry:
sweet-innocent-aura Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
é//u//è :music:
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