Thursday

mynovel: Prairie Songs (prologue)

Prairi Songs
mynovel
prologue

Night increasingly creeping up, the more darkness covered the day. Faces polished with the color of sadness, protest, anger and hatred. Rhythm of prayer and wailing sobs became unclear like swarm of bees that buzzing angrily around their hive that on fire.
The candles shimmered more and more weak, meandering aimlessly like trying to fight against the strong winds of the night. Flickering light keep trying to warm the souls that wrapped in ice.

novel, love, poetry, photo
 in solitude,
from the darkness,
from the bottom of loneliness ...
 picture: from nationalgeographic


He was still kneeling, brooded silently with the hundreds of grim-faced. The second candle which lit now was half, continued to erode like the trunks of tropical trees in the remaining fires, leaving fatigue melt that desperate wait for the rain.

Two years have passed but still, the bitterness was not yet willing to go, even it seems increasingly likely. Prayer and wailing which they prayed even more stifling. The sound of sobbing people united with the night winds sigh, took him deep into the pain, go back to a full of curses day.

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