Jun 09, 2010 18:44
Once upon a time there was a void. That void meant pain, that void meant sorrow, because it was a void of all things happy. In the spring the sun set- it set upon that void and that void became void itself. Before the void there was a young maiden. That maiden was sad, that maiden was lonely and she was to blame for the void of all things happy.
The void ended, the girl mended, but only for awhile.
What fate befell her? No one knows; for now she only lingers.