I met a God...!
Once upon a time I met a God. It was dark. I was walking down the street. I was alone and I was crying. Suddenly I just stopped. Then I saw Him. Standing five meters away from me, looking at the sky with hands in his pockets. He was thoughtful. He was smiling, but there was sadness in his eyes. As if the world he was coming from was somewhere among the stars, dead but waiting for it's God to revive it. He was a God, but he was different. Unlike other Gods he wasn't arrogant, neither haughty nor prideful. He was beautiful. He was tender, fragile, soft.As if he was the gentleness itself. But he was powerful. I was able to sense his power clearly. It was rough. But he was gentle. Looking at him, thinking how charming he looked being lighted by the stars and the Moon, I realized I had stopped crying, but there were still some tears left. Then he looked at me. It was just the two of us in the dark. He looked at me and stopped smiling. He saw the tears on my face. Without looking away he came slowly to me. His blue eyes were piercing me as if straight through my soul. He was so close I was able to sense his scent. It was so intoxicating. He was beautiful. Not very tall, with sapphire blue eyes, white hair, white silk clothes, sapphire necklace, wrapped tightly around his neck. Yes, he was beautiful, so beautiful, I fell in love with him. He removed the hair from my face and wiped my tears off. He was looking at me as if he was worried about me. 'You need to remember how to smile again, little one!' he said 'You shouldn't let anyone make you cry!'. I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say, I was just standing there hypnotized by the beauty of his eyes. He kissed me on the forehead and walked away with the same sadness he came to me. I wanted him to stay, but I couldn't stop him from leaving. I wanted to scream "Stay, don't leave me!', but no voice came out of my mouth no matter how much I tried talking. I wanted to run after him, but my legs didn't want to move, so I just watched him lose in the dark. I was alone again. Standing right there, thinking about him. I felt as if I knew him all my life. I walked myself home. I went to take a shower, then I lit some candles in my room and laid on my bed. I was still thinking about his eyes. I was wondering why was there so much sadness in them. I couldn't sleep that night, I was missing him. I wanted to see him again, so I was walking around town every day and night looking for him. Months have passed, there was no sign of him, so I gave up searching. Every night I was thinking of that time, of his smile, of his eyes, of his scent, of his words. It's been years already. I never saw him again, but I remember him clearly, as if we met yesterday. 'You need to remember how to smile again, little one!' Those words! I'll never forget them! Those words are my reason to smile! Every night I go to the place where I saw him. I just stand there, look at the sky and smile, thinking of him! I know he is somewhere among the stars, that's why I love watching them. I look at them thinking 'Please don't leave me!' and I smile, not for me, but for him!
~Aria de Heckinia'a~