Fairy Tale, Part 3

Time passed again and again.

The memories lost their way in the vast Universe.

Every night the goddess of the sea came up on the shore. Unspeakable dark nights. He was in her head ever since "that time". But he was out of her life. She sent her messages with the wind. The trees of the forest by the lake silenced them up there in the North.

Every dawn he came out of his lake. Grey light or white of the ice, all around. She was in his head ever since "that time". But she was out of his life. He sent his messages with the rain. But the rain refused to go down there in the South.

They were afraid to meet. It was not possible, anyway. They didn’t fight for it. Fear about parting prevented their meeting. The train from the North had come to find them when they were together at her beach, at "that time". And it was full of logs. Then the accident happened and the logs started falling off the train. They were saved but the beach was covered with the huge, heavy tree trunks. And the dream finishes there.

One day, white day, he wrote on the snow, “I miss you”.

She never saw it but she knew it.

One night she wrote on the sand, “I miss you”.

He never saw it but he knew it.

Silence had covered everything.

Words had frozen in his mouth.

Phrases had turned into sea water in her mouth.

So time passed.

 Time!