Ma'am, it's time. I have to accompanied you. I can't be late either
and you can't miss the meeting either
we are expected. and the Styx is quiet, without a storm
See, young man, I will stay a little longer.
all my life I waited for my prince to appear. on a white horse
I can't leave right now. I would feel wasted. abandoned. ignored
Ma'am! time does not wait. everyone has a moment of hesitation, but at the end they cooperate
I can not. I have no more tears to impress you. I'm empty, dry,
but I'm not ready yet. I can't give up. I decline. My Prince…
It's a deep night. Nobody's coming. Ma'am, please let me to help you
The horse is old and blind, but even so he feel your insecurity
so I didn't wait in vain. thank you young man
- Author: cosmacpan ( Offline)
- Published: August 7th, 2021 15:09
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 17
Comments1
Oh wow, is it the grim reaper come to take her away? I like the dialogue going on here...
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