Sweet and delicate caresses on our lips, you have take a glimpse to the big window and you have sighed: “Let’s go to bed… you’re tired. At the little stick we will think tomorrow.”
We drunk the last sip of juice of fruit, we had left the glasses on the little table, and so gently, you have took me in your arms, and we went up.
We were a little dazed from what was happened. We were still breathless, but when we laid ourselves on the bed, slowly we were recovering from all that: The lungs were inhaling new air from the window that was always open.
The pale light was still around us, and almost we hadn’t noticed it, but when the little stick broke, it had issued that almost invisible light.
“Tomorrow we will ask to Fenkuz some explanations, now we close the eyes and look for to rest.” you have said, I sighed, and you have said: “…come…” and you have enlarged your arms for make me lean me on your chest.
Sweetly I putted my head on your chest, while the moonlight was enter in the bedroom illuminating the four walls around us, as if the moon itself wanted assured us that it would be going everything well.
We were still looking at the moon, as if it was telling us a story and her stars were the leading actors.
We didn’t realized that slowly we were fallen asleep.
While we were sleeping a tiny magic was accomplishing.
The pale light that surrounding us was itself merging with our breathes, and slowly was entering in our lungs. More breathe we were doing, more the pale light was exchanging itself with the normal oxygen.
The magic of the little stick was accomplished and we not even didn’t knew.
The only witnesses of this magic has been Fenkuz and Pyr who had seen till the last light becoming always more little as long it isn’t disappeared.”
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