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Broken Heart,
The River,
Don’t fall a sleep there…
A little white mouse stood up on its feet pointing at Kuzgun “You’re the girl from the paint! I’m happy that you came”
A speaking mouse… No.. Mrs. Shrew…
“It’s a tortured soul but not a bad one” said the he elf.
“He told me what in his heart, about you, your childhood, about the day you left and about the way his life became a hell…”
White mouse spoke again “He loves you, did you know?”
Kuzgun tried taking a few steps, a few steps to carry her out of the water. Away from the strong scent of wild flowers filled within her.
“His wish is to share an eternity with you.. To discover together all the stars of the sky”
World trembled under her feet…
“He said that before the end, he wanted to paint a last page. Just one page of a virgin place, without the stain of civilization. A wild place, untamed… A place where he told me he wanted to go, and die”
Kuzgun fell on her knees repeating desperately “I failed him… I left him alone..”
The little white mouse pulled her sleeves… Mrs. Shrew…
“Behind you, is the biggest treasure in the world”
Kuzgun followed the pointing finger of Mrs. Shrew and Mr. Frog jumped into the water as the young man arises from it. Even it has been 10 years, Kuzgun knew who he was.
“Lhak…” she voiced the name. He didn’t look, didn’t respond…
Kuzgun started to run after the image of the man without being able to see where she was going.
“Broken Heart”
“Don’t fall a sleep there, in the garden of Goldberry…”
Lhak disappeared in the water as a melodic elven voice echoed in her head.
“There was no bitterness in his voice” said the voice “when he was talking about you”
