This story I am going to tell you is a life story of a friend, a bard, an elf I knew very well. No one ever understood her true meanings. That is why I am writing this story down. She became a great person. Maybe not in a way that people call good. But she changed many things.. So that is why I am calling this story: The life story of a bard who only wanted to do good. Cause that was her intention. And the meaning of her life.. But it did not worked out all the way she wanted. It was more complicated then she thought.
It all starts at a dark night. A full moon came up. A young female elf sat down at a river place, holding a hand of an old men. His beard was gray and so long that it reached the ground when he stood. But at this moment he was laying on a soft bed of moss. His blue eyes weren�t as clear as they use to be, but the reflection of the moon was still in his eyes.
The female elf had long red hair. The moonlight that played with her hair made it look like it was on fire. Her face was perfectly formed. Her lips as red as cherries and she had a little blush on her cheeks. She looked into the world with purple eyes. This was something really rare. At this moment, they looked sad at the old men on the ground. The blue eyes of the men looked at her purple ones. Then he smiled weak.
,, My dear Elong. Why are you looking that sad?� A few tears came in her eyes. With a shivering voice she answers. ,, My dear teacher. You know why I am almost crying. You can feel it. And I can feel it.� Then she took his hand and squeezes it really soft. He smiled a little more when she does that. ,, I know it..� Then he starts singing soft with a deep man voice.
I can feel it in my heart
Winter has come for me
An ending or a new start
An other light I see
All the days of my live see them passing me by
This is the last time that I spread my wings and fly
Then a last time he looked up at the female elf. ,, Elong.. Never forget what I have learned you�. Always follow your heart my dear.� Then his eyes closed for the last time.
The female elf laid her head on his chest. She did not hear the heart beating in his chest anymore. Then she looked up to the moon and cried. Soft in the background you could hear wolves crying alone with her to the moon.
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