The River of Eternity (2)
[Sep. 12th, 2004|03:44 am]
I've lit up my torch seven years ago. My torch was like a small fire when you lit a match, but at least it could help me saw nearby surroundings and the real color of Black river. I was sad when saw it. To not be sad, I decided to ignore what I had seen and try to put my sight in the farther area. Far beyond the torch power, the river color was silvered and tempted. Sometimes I swam along the waves, sometimes against them. The unpredictable winds blew above the river from various directions, sometimes I was flown to new places. But no matter where I was, I was still swimming in the same river. Though I tried to ignore the light from my little torch, and set my sight in the far spot, hence a vision of black visited a corner of my eye from time to time, as if to remind me of dangers. Deeply, I felt sorrow. I could not pretend I did not see the black color because the torch had been lit, though it was just a small fire. And, I'd realized that this light will follow me as long as I was still in the Black river.
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