Dec
12
In the castle
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IN THE CASTLE
A Anna08 K.
It always rains.
Sometimes, I dream that at midnight I am drawn to a castle that I can not leave.
Other times, I dream that in the midst of the storm, managed to escape at daybreak to the castle to be my salvation.
The rain beats furiously, as if it were digging in the ground and gaze captive to expose something, anything, “written in invisible ink. Vampires hug me or bite me, I can not tell. Never.
I only see the fall-perhads the spring- bleed neck down my shoulder, my chest. A cynical droplet reaches into my heart and it beats a moment with him. Pretend to be a rose that opens or withers, a star, an abyss. Eyes, thousands of eyes, everywhere was out of breath, fixed on that hunch. The sun -sometimes seems te moon- doubt and tremble, too, stopped in front of his own precipice.
Ahead of me, always, the walls are transparent; the spaces, infinite. Under the labyrinth of the rain, I never know if I’m going to die or to resuscitate when I cross. In the castle.
^^Just an automatic translation; feel free to translate to real english in the comments!^^
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