She is in the kitchen, cooking this delicious
cake as someone knocks at the door of her apartment. She switches off the
television in the livingroom, wondering who might visit her at that time.
A look at her watch tells her that it is 11:30 P.M.
As she opens the door she is really paralysed,
stumbling backwards onto a chair.
There is a man, strange, somehow... horrifying.
"I know quite well you don´t remember
me. I know you will never believe me either.
But these things I´m going to tell you
now are really true, as true as you are sitting there, staring at me, a
stranger in your eyes whom you´ll never trust.
I want to tell you a story. It is an old legend
of ancient times, long ago. There in the century of the dark between war
and pain, between hunger and danger a child was born. It was a beautiful
child with bright fair hair and wonderful black eyes. Her skin was dark,
much darker than the others´ and everyone looked on her with a satisfied
glance on the face. Her parents were poor and lived in a small hut down
by the river in the forest. But in less to no time rumour spread in the
land and Lords and Ladies came to see this beautiful child. One of them,
a rich Lord named Kar de Guarla was frequently visiting her. Though he
was horrifying in a way no one ever said a word about him.
Year after year they came to see see the little
girl. Meanwhile the child grew up to a pretty young woman. Her hair turned
to black, darker than her eyes ever had been.
The time came when she decided to leave home
and make her own experience. Her parents didn´t want her to, but
they could not afford to provide for her. So she happened to meet the rich
Lord, Kar de Guarla on her way. He was a mighty magician and everyone was
afraid of him he told her. She felt paralyzed as he stared on her, from
her feet up to her wonderful hair.
"You´re right now. You are a very extraordinary
person, that´s why I need you. Come and marry me." He said it with
such a cold and paralysing voice that she wasn´t able to say anything
. His staring blue eyes held her tight and she felt forced to say yes.
But then a voice interrupted their scene and she was able to free herself
from the Lord. Someone was crying for help.
But as she wanted to follow this voice, the
magician caught her arm and smiled at her. It was this cold, horrifying
"If you want to help, my child" he said looking
in the direction the voice came from, "you will have to marry me afterwards.
Sweare by your life!" She had no chance against the magician´s force
and breathless said: "Yes, my Lord." Suddenly free from all fetters she
began to run, unable to think about anything. Soon she reached a small
hut under a great rock beneath a mighty old oak. Impressed by this enchanting
scene she stopped a breathless moment as she heard the voice again. So
she entered the hut.
Inside a man was lying on the ground, bleeding
all over. But she banned all her feelings, sat down beside him and began
to cure his wounds. And with a single wish, a great desire of her, the
man was suddenly healed. She couldn´t believe, but the man stood
up and said to her:
"I will grant you a wish, my child. Whatever
you want, it will happen."
Frightend by the magician waiting for her,
she said without thinking:
"I want to be secure of Kar de Guarla." The
man was thinking for a moment.
"He is a very mighty magician, and I'm not
quiet sure. He might find you, but I gave you my word." The last thing
she saw was a great, bright blue light touching her, playing with her hair,
her arms and legs and then made her disappear.
You think, that is the end of the story? But
you don´t know why I told you this legend, do you? What was happened
to the young woman? Why do I know about these things?"
He laughs. Then he takes his sword, the glance
upon its blade kisses her black eyes and hair.
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