|du befindest dich hier: Bibliothek der Burg/ "An Angels Tale"|
I'm so tired. And I'm so cold. But here it's peaceful. I'm not frightened of the little light.
Sluggishly I go through the dark forest. The sky is clear and I can see a lot of stars. It's quiet despite the night's voices. The wind rushes and I hear water not far away from me.
Although I'm tired I continue to go. After a short time I suddenly see a small lake. But I have no power anymore and with a groaning I collapse. My whole body - it hurts. So much.
Why do they hate me? I was never up to no goods.
I see the water once more - it sparkles in the moonlight. It looks wonderful. Then I close my eyes. I hope forever.
// I'm standing in a hall. There are doors around me. But I'm&xnbsp; only interested in a small one. Over and over the silver door is added with ornaments but it's not florid. I touch it with my hand. The&xnbsp; material isn't cold although it looks like metal. It's warm and I think it's living. I raise my other hand. The silver key in my fingers is very fine and decorated with ornaments which I can also find on the door. I put the silver metal in the keyhole in the middle of that fascinating door. Soundlessly the door opens. I take one step in the glaring light.//
My eyes are widely open. I look into the sun. There is some pain. (Immediately) I close my eyes again.
What was that? A dream? But it was so real.
Last night I wanted to be dead. But now I'm hating this thought. I want to live and find out what's going on with this strange dream.
I try to sit up. It's difficult. It still hurts. Then I take the short way to the water. Now it sparkles in the sunlight. I wash the blood from my face and my hands. Surely I look terrible. I look at the water. A strange guy looks back to me. I smile a little bit. Right away I feel the pain and I groan silently. But the water is refreshingly cool and helps to feel better.
Then I fall back into the green grass. What should I do now? I never will go back from where I came. That would be my death sentence. But what can I do? I'm alone. I've brought nothing with me. Only this slashed clothes which I wear.
I stand up. Before I can go some steps I see something on the ground of the lake. Immediately I pick it up.
Seconds I stare at the thing in my hands. I can't believe it. It's the key I saw in my dream.
Silver with ornaments. Very fine. Carefully I hold it in my shaking hands.
What's the meaning of this?
Light falls on the key. I'm dazzled by the sunbeam. Then the light is reflected by the key, falls through the wood and shows me, where I've to go. Without any further questions I start to follow the bright light.
I've to go a long time through the dense forest. I feel sick. I can't go very fast and often I stumble over roots. I see the forest like through a haze. I want to give up. I fall on my knees. Too weakly to go on.
Again I close my eyes and the darkness pulls me down in the black sea of the unconsciousness.
// I put the silver metal in the keyhole in the middle of that fascinating door. Soundlessly the door opens. I take one step in the glaring light. I see nothing. It's to bright. But that's not important. Instead I can feel so much. My whole body is enveloped with warmth - and in love. I want to stay here forever. Nobody else loved me before.//
This time I look in the silver moon. It's full. And it looks like the silver door. My fingers are still wrapped around the filigree key.
A strange voice in my head gives the order to stand up. Never I had heard this sound. But I know that I can trust it. I try to follow the order.
The moonlight shows me the way. And sometimes I hear again the soft and warm voice in my head - and also in my heart. It gives me more power to walk.
Longing is filling my soul and I'm forced to go on. The further the moon walks over the black sky the more I feel the power which gives me hope.
I don't know how long I walked through the black forest. But suddenly I stand in front of an iron gate. And behind it a black castle grows into the dark sky.
I don't stay on the spot where I was holding and without any sound the gate is opening. I'm not afraid. I know what I will see inside.
I'm standing in a hall. There are doors around me. But I'm only interested in a small one. Over and over the silver door is added with ornaments but it's not florid. I touch it with my hand. The material isn't cold although it looks like metal. It's warm and I think that's living. I raise my other hand. I put the silver metal in the keyhole in the middle of that fascinating door. Soundlessly the door opens. I ignore my hurting body and take one step in the glaring light.
And then I can see!
It's one round room. In the centre something is built which could be an altar. It's decorated with the same ornaments from door and key. But that's all nothing. I stare at the beautiful creature which lays on the stone-altar. Its eyes are closed. Long, silver hair like silk falls to the ground.
I take some steps to see more from this wonderful creature. It's so fine and yet I can tell it's male.
**Please. Free me.**
The voice! But now I hear it not in my head. It sounds like a whisper near my ear and I think that the voice sounds very sad and at the same time hopeful.
"How can I do that?", I ask silently.
**Remember the tales you know.**
Now the voice laughs - not much but I can hear it.
I need some seconds to understand. Then I feel the heat growing in me. I know that I blush strongly.
Slowly I walk to the altar. I never saw such beauty. I stop to move.
**Don't be afraid.**
"I'm not afraid. I haven't..."
I can't describe what I feel in this moment. But I think the creature knows about my feelings.
Determined I bow my head and lay my lips over the creature's nearly white soft lips.
Immediately its whole body starts to glow. A bright light is dazzling me. So I've got to close my eyes.
When I open them again I stare at the creature. It is above the altar. Flashes are around it and wind blows through the long, silver hair. The eyes are open and it looks to me friendly and full of love. And at the back wings hold the fine body in the air.
"You're...you are an angel."
I can't believe it. I can't understand that. My brain can't realise what's going on. I fall at the ground. My body still hurts and I feel the deep tiredness.
**Yes. I'm an angel. And only a person without any badness inside could free me.**
Just some seconds later I can give an answer.
"Any badness inside? But how can a human be like that? It's impossible."
The angel doesn't say anything. It comes to me. Slowly. I feel the warmth around it. I stare silently at the beautiful creature. I can't do any move.
When the angel puts its arms around me I close my eyes. Now I know the answer.
My body stops to hurt. The many wounds are closing. I don't feel sick and ill anymore. Also the tiredness has disappeared. It's not necessary to ask the angel how that could happen.
"Can you take me with you?", I whisper. I want to leave that place with all my heart. That place which brings only grief and sorrow to me.
**Yes. I take you with me. And I never let you go.**
Surprised I look up in the angel's face and in its wonderful coloured eyes.
"I don't understand. What do you mean?"
**You still don't know?**
The angel laughs - again a warm, silent laugh. I shake my head on the shoulder in front of me.
**I love you. You belong to me. Forever.**
I look again in the angel's face. I can't hold back the many tears in me.
**Don't cry. Why are you crying?**
Some fingers of the angel stroke my face softly. Then it picks up tears which flow about my cheek. With fascination in its beautiful eyes it views the tears.
**I can't understand the human. You must teach me a lot about yours.**
"Yes. I will teach you."
The angel hold me closer to it and without any words it starts to find the way to heaven.