Urgent Svp

[hermione666]

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Merci

The gift of Gabriel

Once upon a time there was a young man named Will Randall which lived the town of Iladeltec, my town. This village has as for characteristic to be located at the border between the grounds of the angel Gabriel and of the demon Mephisto. A river with ebony water and gold rollers marks this border. Will was fascinated by the river and the other bank despite the fact that nobody ever returned. Since that he could go, it did not happen a night without he plunged its glance in magic water. That was only there says he that its spirit could be released from its body! It returned certain days of the month the nails and the body dirty but its clothing was always irreproachable, his mother couldn’t say something! Will was not a boy like the others. He was thin, frail, morbid. One often took it for a girl with his dishevelled black hair. He hasn’t really anything to see with the boys of the village. Will invited me very often for his escapades night but never I dared to follow him. One morning when I was going at Will to return a collection of poems to him that he had written I saw a group of men on the place. They surrounded a cage in which a young black wolf disfigured them with en higher air. The glance of the wolf crossed mine and it became infinitely sad, imploring of some help. The men hustled to me saying that the animal had fallen under my charms. A pinching with the acht, I carried on my road. The mother of Will told me that ha had not reappeared since yesterday at the evening. More the advanced day, plus our anguish increased. One of these idiot of strapping fellow could well have drawn on Will in their hunting for the wolf! Worry, I left with his research close to the river. As I go further I hear something behind me, on the other bank, of the rustles! An animal followed me! I stopped attracted by a flower silver plated on an island in the medium of the river. The perfume, the colour of its petals seemed ask me something! I lengthen, tightened my arm towards the isle. I was just rather large. I passed very close to the petals of my index. I’ll go leaned me still a little more when a new rustle very close made me raise the head. Right in front of two gigantesque eyes yellow looked at me fixedly! I run most quickly that I pus at home! I lay down without eating exhausted by my vain research and my mysterious meeting with the other bank. The sleep came quickly. The empty belly and the incense which my mother made burn surely help me to make this hallucinatory dream, in any case I live Will in front of me, in my room. It asked me to follow it. It was so pressing that I was well obliged. He take me near the river towards the isle. Will wanted that I go to seek the silver plated flower. I did not dare crossed pointing out the eyes to me. On the other bank arrived slowly, silently, other eyes : yellow, orange or red. Will explained me with a slow and soft voice that there was no danger. They were his family, and his friends. I desired to take his hand, I only seizes cold air. I caught the flower and run to the town. On the place there was no wolf in the cage but there was Will. I tightened the flower to him. He smiles to me and says that he loves me. I asked him to marry me. he laughs and made me swear my fidelity on the bewitched flower. He took the flower and swear me a love eternal like that of all the wolves. Then it inserted a spine of the flower in the palm of its hand. The blood and the blue sap of the flower mixed made break out the elements! I awoke in fields close to the river, my nightdress full of mud! The old ones declared that we had just passed the most horrible storm of the century! Will and the young wolf had disappeared. The mother of Will tell me that she found him, the arm in blood, in the fields where I had awoke. It was after she lost her first baby. She had then thought quite naturally that he was a gift of the angel Gabriel! In what relates to me, I spend my nights close to the river, looking at the young wolf on the other bank. We wait full moon for he can come to seek me!