tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58614368921418556402011-07-02T09:13:01.327-07:00Bitter Sweet FairytalesDawnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780742539922898941noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861436892141855640.post-27005799450657086962011-06-30T21:15:00.000-07:002011-06-30T21:18:50.638-07:00Of light and Night<dir><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>Once upon a time there was a maiden. She had eyes of blue glass and hair that shimmered with moonlight. She was fair in skin and true of heart, which drew the attention of the sun. He loved to watch her as he set in the evening before it went black. But he dare not touch her in the day for fear of burning away her beauty. </em><br /><br /><em>So he spent their short time lighting the world in golds and oranges for her, letting the earth dance like a flame before he had to leave. And soon her heart missed him in the night, so she began singing to the moon for comfort, and the moon fell in love not with her beauty but her voice.</em><br /><br /><em>He tried to woo her, for he could touch her without fear of burning her skin. He stroked her hair and kissed her cheeks, promising a world of nightly beauties if she would give up her love of the day for him. And though her heart was pure, it ached for love, one she could have. So she agreed and the moon stole her away. Telling her she </em><em>would be his immortal queen.</em><br /><br /><em>But only if she never stole a glance at the sun, for if she did she would surely perish from the heat of the sun's anger for her betrayal. </em><br /><br /><em>Feeling guilty she did as she was told and spent hundreds of years without the light of day to paint her world in golden light. Her heart became heavy and sad. She forgot how to sing to her beloved moon and soon his love for her drowned in her sorrow.</em><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>He told her she was free to do as she pleased, that he would not bind her to his nights any longer. And with glee in her heart she rushed to meet the rising sun, it was bright and angry when she came forward to him. Her skin welted and burned but she could only smile as his warmth scorched her. She opened her mouth and sang to him, sang of joy and love until the heat pulled away from her skin.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>Her eyes were white and unseeing from the intensity of his heat, but tears overflowed when she felt the heat of his kiss grace her cheek. She knew he forgave her, and that brought her heart peace as her body fell to ash. Fluttering and dancing in the rays of the sun.</em></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em> </em></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em> <span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> THE END</span></em></span></span></dir><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861436892141855640-2700579945065708696?l=sweetandsourtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dawnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780742539922898941noreply@blogger.com0