Not far away a man walked silently in a garden staring at an old box he once found on the sea shore. Wondering if he'll ever see again the girl who once lived in the box...
"You said one day you'll walk away and never look back if I be watching..."
She undone her long black hair laced with a crimson ribbon, laid down on the soft grass staring up towards the purple sky, thinking of the past. Searched in her pocket and took out an old rusted key, she smiled at it and held it high but it did not glisten in the light like before, tried to clean it remembering the day she locked the door behind for the last time. Stood up and walked towards the old garden where the flowers had no smell and they were made out of paper. Birds in the trees but they refused to sing, the world has gone on mute. Made it to the old big tree where there was the secret door now covered in weeds and thorns, she wondered what happened inside...barley can remember the faces on the other side. Held the key tight in the palm of her hand wondering if she could ever go in again. The world on the other side was bright and colourful the birds sang and the flowers scent pervaded the air.
She placed the key into the key hole and opened the door slowly, to her horror she entered in a grey world where winter was now the ruler were once spring reigned supreme!, the flowers scent was gone the birds stopped singing, walked down to the lake, the sun was as bright as in her world. The sun rays reflected brightly on the water making her feel dizzy and fall to the ground.
"You said one day you'll walk away and never look back if I be watching..."
To her approached a man and stared at her silently, he wondered if she was dreaming...again...the last time he saw her was a long time ago, she was holding the very same key she is holding today, wearing the same smile as she did on that day. He wished deeply to wake her but he was afraid she will just run away like she did a long time ago, locking him in this enchanted garden forever.
The man sat beside her and thought...
"she was not a figment of my imagination after all..."
The man stared at her for a long time, then started whispering words,
"If I tell you will you listen?",
"Please don't say you'll have to go away again",
"The silence in this world have become so violent since your gone, never let me go again".
The girl's body twitched to the sound of those words and let a tear escape and run down her pale face. Guess she could hear him after all, perhaps she craved to go back in the secret garden for a long time, but was afraid to find no one waiting for her return...
The man smiled, and covered her with his coat to keep her warm. Stood up and walked away looking for the box he had kept for such a long time. Returned to her and took away her key placed it in the box and sank it in the lake.
"I'll set you free my dear" the man softly mumbled.
If you stayed would it have been all the same?
Things would have changed?
We had it all but I just had to let it go...
All he had to keep him was her memory since she's gone, her thought kept him warm surviving the cruel winter that now ruled this world. The pain that was brought by the thought that he have lost her invaded his soul to the core, he hated the fact that she will have to go again soon, treasured this moment, savoured every second of it, held her warm hand tight kissing her frantically wishing that time could stop.
The bird of dusk came down next to them holding a crimson ribbon, the man took it and placed it around the girls wrist. Suddenly the air got colder and colder the wind froze the few flowers that survived this everlasting winter, draining the last drop of life that was left in them. The man kissed the girl on her lips and held her against him to keep her warm kissed her over and over again until he exhaled his last breath of life.
"You said one day you'll walk away and never look back if I be
watching..."
The girl woke up from her sleep on the soft grass, she looked around her and she realised she was still in her world ....it was all just a dream, looked in her pockets but the key was gone, thought she had lost it while wondering about in the garden. Then looked at her wrist...a crimson ribbon was tightly laced, stood up and called his name in vain...
... it was time for her to get back home it was getting dark and snow flakes filled the air.
She walked down the usual path...the secret garden door was still locked....
"I will be waiting for you..."
...a soft voice whispered from behind the locked door, she walked straight and never looked back...
..."she headed to her world of reality towards an endless fantasy"...
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