On the joyless river, misty souls wander still. I hear them whispering to Charo, begging for a transfer without success because someone failed to place the orb in their mouth. I didn’t make a mistake. I placed it. The same souls in these dead waters silently echoed their name in the mist with a rustleΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Necromancy».
Αρχεία Κατηγοριών: The Stories
Muslim
In my country, I learned how to protect myself. Protection from sun, wind, and men. Heavy clothing covers the skin, and scarves cover the face. It is dishonorable to appear without them and disrespectful of traditions. I dare not renounce or illegitimate them. Because of my graceful sway, men’s eyes fall on my hips. NoΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Muslim».
Secret
You want to know my secret. I didn’t forget you. I couldn’t. I waste my evenings wondering, were you really there or just, in my imagination, tricks of my own making? You seduce me, and I feel you, hidden among dreams made of flowers. So little time has passed, so little time to learn you,Συνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Secret».
Sea
I look at the sea and remember you. I met you at the sea, a summer so innocent and young that I still can’t forget. In similar waves, we ended up in our first words and glances, with the sun in the company. We exchanged similar thoughts under the moonlight as it reflected its thinΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Sea».
Nightmares
NIGHTMARE NIGHT ONE We are not alone. Surrounded by people unknown in familiar groups whom I don’t remember. Faces blurred in the rush of time. You were sitting next to me. You were afraid of the strange looks that were tearing at your soul. You were expecting something terrible, and you wanted to protect yourself.Συνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Nightmares».
Konzert
Fa. Fa. Fa. Do. La. Mi. I love this partiture I play. By the beloved Bach, it brings back memories from long ago. A melody mixed with emotions, sweet and sad at the same time. Challenging experience when I was a child, especially when no one understood what I was going through and what IΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Konzert».
The Duke
When I am thirsty, they provide me with water, as cool as they are. When I’m hungry, a hearty meal awaits me, made by them. Whatever whims and desires I have, my orders are fulfilled, thanks to them. I bear the title of Duke, and I am not some whatever man. On the contrary, IΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «The Duke».
The Glass
I Regret. I had to keep my cool. But when I drink a few more glasses, it’s impossible. I freak out. They say your true self comes out when you’re drunk. If that’s the case, then I must be scared of myself. I’ve never lost control so much before. It just happened. Now that IΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «The Glass».
Feel
Do you feel? The love that didn’t go away. The kisses, the caresses, the sweet talks that stayed, even if we are not together anymore. Do you feel? The spark that has not been extinguished cannot be destroyed, a flame that resists the wind. Do you feel? I still feel like you do, and IΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Feel».
Lost Valentine
This letter is dedicated to the one who departed. His breath was lost in the abyss, in the unknown, but not far away. He, who became one with the stars, I search him among them every night. A letter to the one who left so many memories but remained nothing but a memory. He taughtΣυνεχίστε να διαβάζετε «Lost Valentine».
Diana Chem 