The Meanings Of The Raimbow.

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Yellow.

Calming Light.

The slow decline of the night dancing to the rhythm of a passion contrary to that of it's daytime counterpart. Curls dairy coiled among the restless trees and between the crevices of concrete worn from the weather; the smell of wet beaded with tears reflected the stirring of dark clouds, the light which will allow the distinction from the starry sky, hovering over a blue black. To grant the silence there was an echo light, thin as a violin string that slid along the air and perceptible on a indistinct fund; it created a quiet melodious, not ruffled by the thunder or the capricious waves that raced to be able to break down on the rocks. Judai would be able to get lost even without stopping in front of the trails that marked the transparent window glass.

"You'll get sick if you continue to deprive you of the right sleep."

It was so difficult to unravel the dense laconic accumulated layer by layer in thought, but even more dominate with a force that, day after day, seemed shorten the life.

"I think...That even this day the dawn will rest." And she almost rejoiced, staring at the outside landscape and it's mournful ritual, although the cold water heard until that moment dripped down her bones pincushion with pincushion ice.

Lately, the sun gave her reluctance. It's splendor she blinded the irises as to want to punish her for having dared to look and long spikes of the crown inflamed her breath with steel weights on the lungs. There was no way of comparing that spark with the image others had of her. It was a fragment of her essence, tiny and insignificant, not the total. Delicate shadows cloaked her soul and showed their heart wrapped in hidden depths, she could hear voices in her head and absorb between the veils aware of his true nature. There was only the square of her glass window, in which the semi-transparent image of her face was lost in the memories of who she really was, to divide her from the claws spooky that the rain had swollen lucid wet; Haou vibrated under her skin, between the threads weaving divergent emotions and the image of the world split into two halves so she could not express any favoritism.

"You don't have to force yourself to accept something that you do not feel ready yet" Johan's arms drew her gently and only the unfolding of her lips to accept the proffered kiss, the wandering of her thoughts finally cracked " Nor do you have to think of being alone."

A long time ago, she would come alone, by instinct, a simplicity that didn't arise questions to as many complicated questions. Say what she wanted to do and would have done, then, it seemed so easy as the common breathing. But love Johan helped her remember who she really felt that she was and will, regardless of everything else. Seeing the world and it's wonders with eyes that do not exclude the insidious secrets was a community that, despite the failure of the respective parties incarnated, strengthened their proximity. Because, if Judai was the Herald of Gentle Darkness, Johan was a quiet light, distant from the intensity of destructive and greedy dulling the universe, the personal balance she needed to not end up broken or worn by the day from the night he belonged. A faint light crystalline who crouch, reflecting the colors of the rainbow that he loved so much, the clear mirror of his soul vibrating with courage, emerald eyes veiled from overseas and hair streaks of ocean, as the mischievous smile that she thanked with another sincere kiss to be a little sun that she need not fear the heat.

Notes:

Good morning everyone! I apologize for the delay, I was very busy in recent times. As you can see, this chapter is longer than the others (at the end, my purpose of being concise failed miserably). I'm finding more and more frequently, that to transcribe the English version of this collection (Italian, since I am Italian '^^) I must make several changes, since it is not possible to be completely faithful to the original text. Anyway, I hope also that the stories are to your liking and that my English is not so bad. Thanks to everyone, see you soon!