The Shadow
-Look into your heart. What is its most ardent desire?
-I don’t know. I haven’t thought lately.
-You have neglected me. You have neglected your desires. You don’t know your heart…
-No, no I do better than any human does it know.
-I don’t believe I hear those words.
-Then, look into your heart. Through window that’s as clear as glass.
-Look and don’t hesitate.
-What is it that I see?
-Beasts, ghosts, and a faint glow that shines and dies.
-What is the glow?
-That’s not for me to tell you.
-Oh! My faith! I am miserable, a tarnished soul that knows not what is Best for it.
-Listen to me, and you will understand.
-No! No secrets! I am miserable enough.
-You shall feel better once I will this tell you.
-Am I so weak to yield to anything you say? No, I am pretty stout! Go Away, I do not want to hear
you any longer.
-I am as stout, even more perhaps.
-Do, do yield now. The secret is important.
-All right, I’ll yield and listen.
-Your life will end today.
-That’s all, for God’s sake?
-Yes, but I long to warn you still. Do not wait till midnight. Flee, as soon As legs will let you.
-You said I shall feel better. I don’t feel blessed, but only more in pain.
Leave me now, if it’s God’s will, if I die today. I’m not a coward. One Cannot escape from fate.
-You have defeated purpose of hand that had crafted such an end.
-What does this mean? My heart is ready for death and peace.
-No, death is not your bliss. You are too strong for death to overcome you.
-I am pleased. Now leave, for God’s sake, leave. You puzzle me- first one Thing, then another.
-All right, you will not die, but will a swamp of doubts swallow.
-Lie, lie, I do not trust you any longer.
-I still suggest you, run, for death is fast. Don’t trust my words completely, For I am testing your
character steadfast. Yet, once the curtain will come Down past the middle, and you are not
gone still, then it is fate that fell You will.
-You are, it seems, ambition in me boiling. But, yet, I still shall undefeated Stay. Go away, to the
abyss of hell, oh wicked spirit! Don’t tempt me into Deeds that any human soul may fear. Do
mind, I am not to superstition Inclined, and only half believe what you are saying.
-You are a strong man. Your request shall be now granted. And prophecy,
Now trust, it is not for you taste of. Farewell then!
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