seems to pass faster than normal. You could see the sun go down gallantly, and would light up across the world. Sunsets like that was rarely seen, where the sky was going to be like gold to pink, red, violet and a vivid blue, dark, delicately adorned with countless stars, like pearls pearly randomly placed at infinity.
The transition from dusk to night was the deployment of a range of colors, so ephemeral and beautiful that is recorded in the memory of everyone who has the pleasure of being witness to his divine majesty. But not everything was good, it was getting dark and he had no idea how to return.
Lthe moon in its crescent phase, made up for the sun at work, gently covering the fields planted with a faint silvery glow. It was almost hypnotic. And were not so many clouds in the sky, but enough to leave patches of shadow on the wheat.
was then that after carefully assessing each component of the mysterious place where it was, that he saw a silhouette in the distance, muffled by the dark night robe. Unable to identify the lines in your body clarified its humanity, too gentle walking in the interminable fields. Maybe I was there in the same way he did, or better yet, maybe she knew the way to the city. CH
TMLXC tried to speed up efforts to reach it, but just moved, he realized that the mysterious man had stopped his walk and he was watching. Then he felt a strange sensation go your back, it was a thrill. Continued to progress without taking his eyes off the silhouette. Suddenly he saw two large unfurled from his back. It was as if he had become a wall. The darkness of the distance still not allowed to distinguish.
then being unknown slowly began to shake the unique extensions, which bothered the boy. Where have you been? He continued looking, squinting to get a better approach, but it was Igual. Never imagine that what I was witnessing was an angel.
enough only a fraction of a second, a blink, so that the image was located in front of the surprised boy, who watched the angelic face with eyes wide open. The figure was suspended in the air, suspended by invisible threads, with wings spread wide.
saw her pale skin to account for its fantastic nature, and his eyes, beautiful silver orbs, gave him a warm look that caused him uninterrupted feel strangely full, each thin strand of her long golden hair was neatly agitated by the breeze that even walking in there, its huge wings white were the mystic's own label so great to be.
yet was astonished when a thrill like none hit their being, as the beautiful creature laid a cold, white hand on his cheek and stroked it gently with your thumb. Gradually the angel approached his lips to the astonished boy, and with closed eyes and long placed a tender kiss on her mouth ajar. The event forced him to close his eyes, to enjoy this ethereal moment.
He had wished that this moment would never end. Not only had he touched the sky, but had tried, and it was a shocking experience. A voice in his mind while pleadingba neighbor carefully from the roof, under the fall of that stormy night, and that the lightning strikes, had disappeared.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------ This is a story that I edited for the Story Contest Dr. Jorge Ritten Short 2008. Hoping to win, I leave here the product.
