A Heart That Was Made to Beat
By Mad Meg Askevron
Chapter Four
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Chapter Four: Labyrinth of Yearning
Roger leaned against a smooth, purple wall huffing. He closed his eyes against the tears of hopelessness when Dorothy's sweet voice filled the air.
"So long for a while
I've been searching through the dark
For traces of the love you left
Inside my lonely heart
To weep
Or pick up the pieces that remain
Melodies of life
Loves lost refrain
Our paths
They did cross
Though I cannot say just why
We met
We laughed
We held on fast
And then we said good bye
And who will hear the echoes
Of stories never told
Let them play out loud
Until they unfold…"
Roger smiled and started running towards the voice with the sweetness of a nightingale. Agamemnon rushed to her room surrounded in black fury, he roughly yanked the door open and yanked the guzy curtains away and stared in shock. She was singing in her sleep.
"In my dearest memories
I see you reaching out to me
Then you're gone
I still believe
That you can
Call out my name
Voice from the past
Joining yours and mine
Adding up the layers
Of Harmony
And so it goes
On and on
Melodies of life
To the sky
Beyond our tight embrace
Forever and beyond…"
Agamemnon sulked away into the shadows of the house. Hoping Roger wouldn't find her anyway. He knew beyond a doubt that this song would haunt him forever
"So far and away
See the bird as it flies by
Flying through the shadows
Of the clouds up in the sky
I place my memories and dreams
Upon those wings
Lift them now
See them and see what tomorrow brings
In your dearest memories
Do you remember loving me?
Was it fate?
That brought us close enough
To fall in love
And leave in behind
Voice from the past
Joining yours and mine
Adding up the layers
Of Harmony
And so it goes
On and on
Melodies of life
To the sky
Beyond our tight embrace
Forever and beyond…"
Roger stopped before a wooden door panting the singing was coming from the other side. He opened the door and stepped into the beautiful room. Dorothy lay on a carved bed that looked very old. Her gown was snowy white; her wrists, her waist, and her neck were banded with a stripe of sage green two inches wide that had a row of white pearls through the middle. She wore a three layer cathedral veil and a bouquet of white lilies tied with green ribbon.
"If I should leave this lonely world behind
Your voice will still remember our melody
Now I know we'll carry on
Melodies of life
Can circle around
And grow deep in our hearts!
As long as we remember…"
Roger leaned forward and brushed his lips to hers. He leaned back and Dorothy's eyes fluttered. At first she frowned and Roger was afraid that she had her memories but then she smiled and he swept her up in his arms both laughing with happiness. Then as they paused they realized how close their face were, Dorothy's pink mouth smiled and Roger kissed her tenderly. He carried her out into the beautiful sunshine. Agamemnon was no where to be found and was soon forgotten.
End of chapter four