Invisible Watcher

Μια ιστορία που εγραψε ο πολυ καλος μου φιλος Deathless One


While the moon was playing hide and seek with the clouds, avoiding the sun's remaining rays of light before he fades below the horizon, while I was in the midst of the twilight hour, I saw her.

She... "she couldn't be real" were my first thoughts, but while she drew nearer I couldn't doubt her existence. Her body figure was devine, her face characteristics compared only to elven ones from fairy tales, from her chin to her lips, from her nose to her cheakbones, all were uniquely perfect.

Her raven-black hair seem so silky and smooth that you would be calling god's wrath upon you if you dared touching them. But when my eyes met hers I felt my long lost heart beating again, a single tear I shed while staring back at those crystal blue eyes and I felt with it droping all the tears I hadn't shed while I could.

A slight breeze came and gently moved her hair, shuffled her skirt, oh I was so envious of that breeze. I smiled bitterly when I saw her graping tight the sides of her coat to close it and warm herself.

Then the moment passed, it passed like she passed through me to continue to wherever she was going. Like the rest of them all, she was another living breathing being who past over my place, the place that I died 26 years 3 months and 4 days ago on the middle of this road. I haven't found my "reason" neither my "salvation" yet, there was no light at the end of my tunnel, no guardian angel to guide me.

I am stuck here with no one to see or hear me, alone.



Is this hell?



Μια ιστορία που εγραψε ο πολυ καλος μου φιλος Deathless One