Late is the hour when you arrive here to seek my counsel. What brings you here, my little restless soul? said he, who was the source of awe, feared by many, for he spoke words so clever and meaningful that they defied all the lies of fallacy cherished by weaker men. I am clueless, for I see such dreams that drive me to the brink of insanity. I feel strange pain, compelling me to numb my skin with my own nails digging in my flesh. I know not this sensation, I am lost. Hence I seek a piece of your advice, powerful enough to bring me out of these shadows. Help me oh Mightiest of the Brave! I seek your counsel. spoke the man with a trembling voice and shivering limbs, whod barely gathered his broken self in a slightly dark corner of the room, watching intently at the grandiose figure towering in front of him. Ah! I might tell you what it is. For these symptoms are too rare to be mistaken for something else. This pain, this numbness, this aggression and the loss of words to express ones plight- everything clubbed together, happens only when either a Man loves, or a woman hates. Whom have you fallen for my dear, putting out your heart on a delicate,dangerous platter? his words echoed for a while in the distant meadows. The man stood there, his mouth agape, wondering how right he was to come to this great man for his counsel, whod guessed the source of his plight in the split of a moment. He was the one who could help him, now he was sure. The crystals of hope gleamed in his turquoise eyes, and from there fell a tear which traveled earnestly towards his parched lips. He had found a way to his answer, at last.
Posted on: Sat, 26 Apr 2014 22:59:21 +0000
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