| The Dark Castle written by Milena To Lily Lazer This story happened two winters ago. It was one of those winters when the sky is darker than the Devil's eyes. And the coldness and loneliness is killing all the joy and life in you .This dark fairy tale happened to a 18-year-old girl named Clea. Clea was in her room in front of her computer - looking for something interesting about her favourite band. She adored that band and had spent the last six years searching information about them .In her room(which she called 'her dark castle') you could find nothing but their posters. HIM(the name of the band she was mad about) were her idols and her life. But unfortunately she had never seen them live and that fact was just killing her and making her days seemed darker than they really were .Clea looked a bit strange than the other girls at her age. She was always dressed in black. Her hair was long under her shoulders ,and was as dark as the winter sky. Her peal white skin and her brown eyes were beautiful and sad at the same time. She wasn't fond of smiling but you can't say she wasn't happy. She was, deep in her heart, but didn't like the idea of showing her feelings. Clea was clever, giving her best at school, but the marks she received weren�t enough for her mother, so Clea always argued with her about this. As I said, HIM were her life, so she didn't pay much attention to all other things such as school or her mother's words. She was living for the day she was going to meet then and feel the beauty of their music on her skin. Clea was at winter holiday and her mother sent her to a winter school in Finland. Clea was very happy because Finland was the country her idols were from, but didn't like the idea she had to study. So she was walking around Finland's capital - Helsinki looking for some clues that would take her to HIM. After two days of walking out of the cold winter days, Clea was despaired and sad. She sat on a bench and looked around - nothing but some cars passing by and few people giving their best to get as fast as possible to their warm houses. Clea looked down at the ground. Some tears crewed on her face and lost in the coldness. For the first time in her life she was crying. Although the argues with her mother, she had never cried a single tear, but now she was crying and... In front of her there was a lake-a beautiful, blue lake that looked exactly like the sky above. On the next bench there was a young men smoking a cigar staring at the lake. Clea wiped her tears away and approached to him. In a low voice she asked: "Excuse me, would you tell me where I can find a telephone?" The man turned his head and Clea was shocked. Her heart started beating faster and faster. She tried to say something but there were no words. She could only hear her heart that was going to explode. The man smiled and stood up. "Oh my God! If I knew who were you I was never going to ask you!" said Clea in a voice that she could only hear. "It's OK, my Dear! I'm Mikko! What's your name?" "Clea I think!" "Clea-it's a beautiful name. Why do you need a phone?" "What phone!?" said Clea as she was forgotten what she had asked him "You said you need a phone, didn't you?" "Oh yes!" This time she couldn't stop her tears and started crying again. She was so happy and couldn't understand herself - why she was crying?! Mikko took her hand and both sat on the bench. After some minutes of silence he got out of his pocket a small mobile phone and pass it to Clea, again smiling with all the kindness that someone could smile at you. "I can't take it, I'm afraid. I don't need a phone anymore, as you are here. "She tried to smile but in vain. She couldn't take her eyes away from the man she was waiting for all her life. Yes, that was the man. That beautiful pale-skinned, golden haired young man. The guitar player from HIM!! It was all like a dream. A beautiful dream full with joy and happiness. She didn't want to move because she didn't want to loose it .Clea was just standing there, breathless, starring at his blue eyes, wondering is this is a dream or not! After another five minutes of silence Mikko asked: "Are you free tonight?" "Why? Why are you asking?" "I'm just asking it's OK, isn't it?" Clea came to her senses. "Are going to have a concert?" The question surprised Mikko and made him become thoughtful. He stared at Cleas' eyes and she stared at his. They were looking at each other and there were no words, just their eyes telling everything. Clea had forgotten about the time. It was dark and now it became a real magic. She felt his arms on hers. She felt his warm and gentle skin. The thrill of touching his skin made her tremble, and she felt for the first time in her life HAPPY. Mikko stood up again, Clea stood up ,too. "I want you to come with me. I want to intreduce you to the other boys." "What...you mean Ville and...?" "Yes, is there a problem?" "But why?" "I like you and I'm sure they will like you too." "I suppose I can't say 'NO'!" she smiled and put her hands in her pockets. "I suppose you don't want to!!" answered Mikko and smiled back. "Ok.Let's go!" said Clea with a lot of confidence in her voice. All the way to the hall Clea couldn't take her eyes away from Mikko. She was like under a spell and when she tried to say something her voice immediately disappeared. Finally they were near the hall. Clea saw a man smoking outside that building. She stared at him and recognized Ville. She fainted at the ground. Mikko approached to her, lift her and left her on a bench. He looked at her closed eyes and smiled gracefully. 'You are so beautiful my dear Clea' he thought 'Your lips are like the reddest wine, your skin is like the whitest snow. I hope you are real ,not a dream'. After a couple of minutes Clea came round and slowly opened her eyes. She didn't know what to do so she just smiled. "I hope you are OK now, my darling!" "I'm OK. don't worry. But I think I have to go now-it's too late." "But we have a concert tonight!" "I don't have money!" "Who is talking about money!!" They both stopped talking. Clea felt uncomfortable and her cheeks turned red. Mikko noticed that and smiled. "Don't worry about the money! "That sounded like an order and she nodded her head like a slave to his master. Three hours later Clea was standing on the first row in front of the stage. Then Gas, Mige, Burty and Mikko(aka Linde) appeared. After some minutes Ville got on the stage and the girls went crazy. Just Clea wasn't yelling at that moment. She was looking at Mikko with lots of love in her eyes. For her-there was nobody around-just he and her alone in the dark. The music was touching her ears and gracefully playing with her heart. That was her life, her dreams...that was her! Her heart felt the beauty of the music, but didn't succeed to get through it. She saw it, the whole thing, and trembled. She saw all the beauty but couldn't bear it in her little heart. It was too enormous for her. She couldn't stand all this magic, all this greatness. This music was giving her life all these 6 years. And this music took her life away. She fainted at the ground again. "In the grace of HIM's music she thrived in joy. She fell asleep and never woke up again." ~The End~ |