Short tale : "the child and the Broken Blade"

"The Child and Broken Blade"

A broken blade
in the hands of a child
shines with the moonlight.

it's hold by this heat
wich is innocent as an angel
while she feels unworthy.

"—why can't i cry?"
does this regret belongs only to me?
please leave me here where my master lost his soul...
where he broke me before he died.
I'm a cruel shining i don't deserve to be loved — she said."

"—you are cold you must be sad,
the moon had guided me to you
so please shine for me this time
because my hands will meet with evil some day
i need your advise.

teach me about life
tell me about death
tell me why you wish to cry
and i will cry for you this time —said the child."

"—for the innocent's spilled blood.
i have shined for greed,
selfishness, envy,
fear and ignorance.

so child, be dark as night
for those demons for not to be seen nor to be reached by them,
and be the moonlight to defend the truth and justice
in the darkest days — she answered."

"—thank you, now I'll cry for you
because you have illuminated for me the truth
—said the little one."
while using the sharp edge of the blade to cut himself in the right hand.

"—don't you know? —he continues—.
you have cried tears of blood all the time.

that's why you are as pure as the day you where born.
as much to join me.
my tears will heal you
so be warm once again
to be my guide, my moonlight."

28-06-2013

Sueños en el Diván

Alan Dante Xtraviado.