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Note: This was another article for The Scrolls (Bryn Comm Article) (As the title says *LOL*) I had to write. It was the special St-Patrick. Here it is!

Bryn Committee Scrolls Article, Special St-Patrick



Country of the Celts, we have arrived. It looks like we are in the middle of a festival. People make wishes, wish luck and stuff to other people, have fun.. It looks like there's a race. They have to find the end of the rainbow to become rich or something like that. Everybody wishes to find it first.

My wish, I won't say it out loud. Everybody already knows it anyway. And since I know why we are here, in the Celt's country, Maeve's natal land, I know it won't become true. God I hate her! I don't even know her but I hate her! She holds a part of his heart. A part I wish I could hold.

Doubar says it's not that.. and that I worry for nothing. He says I don't understand. According to him, all what Sinbad wants is to keep his word and bring her and Dim-Dim back . But that's all about it! I do not want her back, for I know what would happen! And I know I'd loose him. But I can't tell him that.. Oh Doubar!

I'm here, on the shore, staring at the sea. I know Sinbad's behind me. I can feel him. I know he's looking at me and I think he knows what I'm thinking about. God please, Help Me! He's now walking to me. Putting his hand on my shoulder, I know what he's going to ask: "Is something wrong?"

He looks concerned. I smile: "Not really.. I was just thinking about that festival and those wishes, that's all." I try not to look sad or anything, but it's hard. "Aye… Well Bryn, I wish you all what you want the most!" he smiles again, but me, I just can't. I don't want him to see that sadness in my eyes, but I know he does. All I wish now is him to hold me in his arms..

He always understand me so well, even when I don't speak a word. He's now wrapping his arms around me. He's so sweet. "Don't worry Bryn. All is going to be fine, ok? I promise." God, I think I'm going to cry. I can't say anything. Now he's kissing the top of my head, pulls a bit away to look at me, his hand holding my cheek. Now I can smile. I can't believe my wish came true!

"Now come on, the festival's waiting for us!" He gently takes my hand and hurries to join the others in the village to celebrate. And now I wish this day would never end…

The End



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