dark it is. Pitch-black night without stars light up the environment. Not even the silvery glow of the moon can be heard. Despite the visibility is good. The entire floor is covered with a white layer of snow. By the yellow light of street lamp, the environment is wrapped on the outskirts of the city in a warm atmosphere. Quiet small and big snowflakes fall from the sky. If you they look closely, it looks as if the stars are in a slow descent to Earth. The whole world seems to sleep. Everything became quiet, the chaos has subsided. The white area with the bare black trees also invites to rest. But as it happens. A dark red drops falling on the white snow surface and color it partly red. Blood red. In addition to the small red spots in the snow is a girl. Or no, rather a young woman. You as beautiful as the landscape is what is to sense only in the beginning, how beautiful she really is. And hear in this beautiful landscape, in the silence you fall a second drop in the snow. These red dots in the snow give an idea of evil.
stands in a snow-white dress as she. Beautiful than the Snow Queen And quietly bleeds itself one of their fingers. As emerges from the darkness a figure. A man no less beautiful than her. In a black suit, he strides to her. Remains standing next to her. As a second drop of blood in addition to the already existing joins. He also bleeds. Slowly, she turns her head in his direction. He looks at her. The eyes are so beautiful, you could stay long in them. A smile takes over the two faces just before she kisses. The two bleeding fingers touch. Press together. From this flows a common drop of blood. In this silent night, giving two loving the blood pledge of allegiance. Nothing bigger it will ever be on earth than this. A promise that can not break. No law in the world is able to break this. Or pick it up. Quietly open the clouds. For inexplicable reasons, the light goes off the lantern. And the full moon casts its silver on the white surface. Everything begins to sparkle and shine. A landscape made of diamonds alone. Seems it. The stars who establish themselves on the ground shine and sparkle in all their glory. Bells sound in the distance.
And now they are here. A white horse-drawn carriage on runners fitted with two white horses in front of slides before the young couple. Stops and the driver can be dressed in bright blue, they enter. The horses trot going. Faster and faster the vehicle travels up the hill. A glittering golden trail left by the slide in the beautiful winter landscape. But then what happens. The carriage moves in the dark sky and away. Disappears behind the clouds and slowly quietly. The landscape has not changed, nor exactly as before because it is located. Nothing can foresee the final wedding took place here in the Pacific. And no one would ever know how it really was back then.
0 comments:
Post a Comment