Sparkles of Darkness
The time was a time as lost in the horror and from that horror in the middle of the square, a beautiful woman was condemned to be burned at the stake and when the moment of that cruel end came, some would shout: " Damned witch, you must die burned at the stake."
Then, I asked: "Who are those who shout and signal?" And I was told: " Those are cowards." But I was not satisfied and I asked again: " What is the reason for her punishment? Why do they impose such a horrible death?"
And the voice answered: " This beautiful woman is like a lily in middle of the fields, she is so beautiful and pure than she is most hated and envied. Those who shout that she is a witch, do it because they feel that they have lost their freedom, since they cannot and will not remove her memory from their minds. That damned witch, is neither a witch nor damned, that woman is pure fire turned into reality; everything in her is perfection and abundant beauty. But the accusers, pray in the morning to God and their desires by night, turn them into dogs in heat; that is the reason that they need to clean their garbs and need to tear the purity and whiteness of a young and beautiful woman, whom only sin was to be more beautiful than the dawn.
The time was a time as lost in the horror and from that horror in the middle of the square, a beautiful woman was condemned to be burned at the stake and when the moment of that cruel end came, some would shout: " Damned witch, you must die burned at the stake."
Then, I asked: "Who are those who shout and signal?" And I was told: " Those are cowards." But I was not satisfied and I asked again: " What is the reason for her punishment? Why do they impose such a horrible death?"
And the voice answered: " This beautiful woman is like a lily in middle of the fields, she is so beautiful and pure than she is most hated and envied. Those who shout that she is a witch, do it because they feel that they have lost their freedom, since they cannot and will not remove her memory from their minds. That damned witch, is neither a witch nor damned, that woman is pure fire turned into reality; everything in her is perfection and abundant beauty. But the accusers, pray in the morning to God and their desires by night, turn them into dogs in heat; that is the reason that they need to clean their garbs and need to tear the purity and whiteness of a young and beautiful woman, whom only sin was to be more beautiful than the dawn.
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