Romance and Musings



The lightning struck

the lamp on the top of the castle was flaring in the wind

the burning lamp let out a light

that fell on the darkest mountain

the hill was echoing the sounds of the hounds

the lighting struck again

letting a small light fall on the grey rocks of the castle

on the small window of the castle overlooking the roaring sea

there was a girl who sat there

watching the  moon slide away among the dark clouds

as if the dirt fell on it

turning black

the thunder and lighting was brinigng in the gush of rain

the acropolis was the home to her

she sat there admiring the intriguing rain 

the silver lining around her was magical from far

she was the epitome of peace

another lightning struck and she vanished into the thin air

like a star, she dissipated into the clouds.




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