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Ray, the firefly
Contributed by
sia
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Saturday, 14th April 2012 @ 10:44:38 PM in AEST
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Once upon a time, in the middle of nowhere
In the quiet marshes of an unknown land
Where beasts could talk and trees could walk
Where the air was full of magical spark
There thrived a swarm of beautiful fireflies.
At twilight, the darkest time of the day
When the last traces of Golden start vanishing from the sky
When the birds return to their nests and the owls set out
When the Day bids adieu and the Night stretches her arms
And takes everything within her black velvet cloak,
The Fireflies would light up the lovely little shallow
And bring to it a new life, with their brilliant yellows.
The little lamps of light danced in the chill of the nights
And brought warmth in the hearts of all things alive
They danced with the innocent dears and also with the sly crocodiles
And made friends with the harshest of the harsh and deadliest of the deadly
For every living soul loved the fireflies.
The pride of this swarm, the reason for mirth in the air
Was a jolly old fly, called Ray.
Be it the gay days of summer or the chilly nights of winter
Ray could always be found with an ear-to-ear grin on his worn out little face.
With his cheerful ways, no creature was ever gloomy in his company.
He always had a solution to every problem and a kind ear for everybodys tales
And so, Ray had a cozy place in everybodys heart; and his heart, well it was stolen from the beginning!
As every tale goes, there was a pretty gal who had the attention of our guy.
He sang for her and hoped to dance with her one day
And bestowed all the love his heart could hold, on her.
He called her Evangeline, his Evangeline.
She can hear me, you know, he would say and get lost staring at her, each night.
Me and her, we can see each other only at nights; but we are in each others heart every sec of our existences, hed blush.
And so, each night, hed read her stories and sing her songs and keep hoping to hold her near and make her his.
Evangeline was quite.
She always seemed far away, sometimes even indifferent
For she was nothing but a speck of light in the mighty blue sky
For the rest of the world, she was a star; for Ray, the rest did not matter.
And so, our lover boy lived to hope.
That she was real.
That she felt his love.
That she loved him back.
Nothing ever came close to shake his belief.
Life had to go on, and so did Ray.
With hope strong in his heart, he fought through life.
One unfortunate day, a catastrophe hit his beloved shallow
The Ruler of the Dark, the Devil himself
Walked his home
And threatened to finish two of his best friends
A fierce friend that he was, Ray fought for their lives, not caring fro his own
He succeeded in saving the lives of his friends
But not his own
Never had the shallow been so sad
Never had the predators and their preys cried arm in arm
Never did the Night seem so unbearably cold
Just one Light less, and the world went dark
He seemed happy, as if calmly asleep
Very much content, of having done his job
Though he did not shine, his dead heart was the brightest thing that Night
And the smile that he smiled on his death bed of leaves, for the very first time brought tears to everybodys eyes.
Maybe he found his Evangeline, they said smiling through their tears
Lucky Evangeline, someone sniffed
He sure as hell did, someone yelled, pointing to the sky
And sure enough, there he was
Right next to the speck of light that everyone called her
Just as bright as her, or maybe brighter
Twinkling in the joy of having his dream come true
Was Ray, the Brightest Firefly
Me and her, together forever, hed always say
Nothing could separate them both now
Tears of joy flowed from everyones eyes
For Ray had finally found Evangeline, his Evangeline
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sia
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2012-04-14 22:44:38]
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Re: Ray, the firefly
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by deusdeira on
Monday, 30th April 2012 @ 05:09:06 PM AEST
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| I really enjoyed that story :) thanks. A reminder that even hopeless dreams can come true. :p |
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