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The Gods Gift for Me


As the grandfather clock struck four, the sun started to peer over the mountains of the town. I leaned over the side of my bed and fummbled around for my journal and pencil. I opened the blinds a bit to let some light in and lit the candle on my bedside and started to write.

“He stood there in the night, tall and proud. His dark beauty gleaming in the pale moonlight that glitted off his ivory skin. He stood with his eyes, pinning me down with every once of their power. The wind muffled his hair and darkness wrapped him in a blanket of silk. He was a god for sure.
He wasn’t an ordinary boy indeed. The son of a god maybe. The son of darkness, the prince of night. His rose colored eyes glittered in the moonlight. His black, silky hair shone like smooth glass. His pale skin glintting like silver. A masterpiece of the gods.
The red gentle butterfly flitted through the air silently. She danced a bit before perching softly on the gods finger. He looked at the small creature with great fascination. It was like he had seen nothing like it before. And just like that, the god turned towards the dark forest and vanished before my eyes.”

I set the pencil in the notebook and closed it as the sun had come fully above the mountains. “Time to get dressed for school.” said my raven, Dimitri. He was a kind old raven underneath the curse of a witch. He was able to speak with the humans. He didn’t mind at all, in fact, he loved being able to speak.


Enjoy this little peice of my work <3