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azurelunatic) wrote2003-04-12 01:19 am
azurelunatic) wrote2003-04-12 01:19 am
What it sounds like...
I was raised on translations of the Russian fairy tales detailing the adventures of many tsar's sons Ivan. This moment sounds right out from one of those.
I walked in dreams, quested the lonely paths where many tread, but few remember, and fewer still understand, and I came back bearing the treasure that was my prize, the object of my quest.
Should I dream to be a Russian princess, the one daubed by soot, but rightfully clothed in silks, furs, and jewels?
It is remained only to bear the treasure, the key, to the captive prince, to set free the prisoner. And I carried both halves of the key with me for so long, little dreaming that when put together they would equal to this...
I walked in dreams, quested the lonely paths where many tread, but few remember, and fewer still understand, and I came back bearing the treasure that was my prize, the object of my quest.
Should I dream to be a Russian princess, the one daubed by soot, but rightfully clothed in silks, furs, and jewels?
It is remained only to bear the treasure, the key, to the captive prince, to set free the prisoner. And I carried both halves of the key with me for so long, little dreaming that when put together they would equal to this...