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The path of darkness

I try to pass the path of darkness and desolation. It’s hard to look straight, when my mind is up side down. As i walk the path the moon is dazzling me. I don’t know where the path ends, and I don’t know why I’m walking it. All I know is that my soul feel cold and weak.

As I look around I can see rotten and dead trees growing on both side of the path. I share my breath with the trees.

I stop walking and I put my little hand on my chest. I couldn’t neither feel or hear my heart. Am I dead? No, I cant be. But maybe I’m walking in a dream, everything is possible in a dream.

I start walking again. But suddenly I don’t feel so lonely. I look behind me and I see a weak light. I ask the light what I’m doing here. The light doesn’t answer me. I stop walking once again and regard the light. In one way is it beautiful, but at the same time is it frightening cause I don’t know what it is. The light gets clearer and now I can se that the light is an angel.

The angel pull out his wings and looks at for a long time. He captivates my minds and I can no longer stand straight. I fall to my knees and look up to the angel. He opens his mouth and says:

"Wherever you are, you’ll never be alone. I will watch over you and protect you against all the evilness, even if you walk in a dream as you do now my lord. I will give my life and my soul, and fight trough the flames death for you. You will never be alone, thy I’m your guardian angel."