PREFACE
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She was the one. She was the one to be blamed. She was…But? Really? Was she really the one to be blamed? Her mother? His mother? Her father? Who?
Who was to be blamed? Him? Her? Who? Love? But why? Whose mistake? God`s? Angles? The sun? The moon? No! No! Really, no one was to be blamed!
All in all, she was now dead. Dead. Forever! No more Esther. She never existed. Not in this unfair world. Full of disappointments. Tears. Cries. Heartbreaks. But all was over now. She was now a spirit.
He could now and forever live his life. His happy good life. This was again his last tears. He could not leave traces of images in his head. No. Not at all! But…
‘Nooo! I don’t need life! I don’t want to live! What is the price of death? Somebody tell me! Wherever you are Esther, tell me! I don’t need to live any longer! I find no air to gasp! Nooo! Never! Bury me alive! Please don’t take her away!’ He shuddered.
He was pale white. His ghostly eyes welled up red. His body ached every inch. Fresh blood smelled up his throat. How much of the cry would he rush down? It was all over!
Dark clouds had started building up in the sky. Everything would soak soft in minutes’ time. The grave stood there fresh. Beside him, his firstborn crumbled up his muddy back. His wife wept bitterly pouring out too her last tears. Inside that ghostly ditch lay his beloved Esther! Forever and ever!
Death! Life! What was more? The only separator between love and life. DEATH!
- Writer
