Prologue 1
On the backstage,
I saw you
you saw me
your eyes blazed
with an unknown
enmity
believe me when I say
I never knew you
before that day
still...
behind that curtain
your eyes were full
of rancour and hate
...and then!
I remembered what
my life had been
before that day,
amnesiac and scared
every three days
waiting for the arrival
of an unknown name.
my hair had turned grey
and my face pale
yours were the same
yet the fiery spark
in our eyes remained the same
my blood boiled
at her sight and
I ran toward her for reasons unknown
my body was not mine anymore
as if possessed I rushed at her
my hands wide
as if to clutch on to her
and never let go for all eternity
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but then suddenly a sword pierced my heart
the fair hand holding the sword which used to be as
pretty as a flower now was wrinkled and bloodstained
its owner's face distorted in pain and anguish
as she said to me "this the end of both of our lives,
this is the price you have to pay for aiming for the crown
and the price I have to pay...for being your wife...
this was the only way....the only way to save..." as she said
her last words
...
so this is the end huh...
the end of my life killed by my beloved
and then I remembered
you were kneeling by my side
asking me to not
compete for the throne
...the throne of
blood and bones
of sweat and tears
of love and hate
and yet as alluring as
a vixen dancing in the rain
...the allure too great to endure
and so I competed for the throne
the world was too cruel
and my brothers crueller
on a snowy night
in the capital
a bunch of
marauders beat me up,
took my memory
and my fate of becoming
an emperor away
my children killed
and I
left for the dead
my memory faded
and my consciousness slipped away
the stage was gilded
and yet not mine anymore
as the dead had no rights,
the backstage would be
my final destination...
I still remembered the day
I woke up lying on a bed
I panicked and left the
house unsure and afraid
with no memory and
stumbled out of the
doorway
not knowing
who and where I was
Groggily I staggered
amidst the busy crowd with a
body craving food
and medicine
my throat parched and my feet sore
and there I met
him...
my saviour
he had rescued me seeing me injured
and lying on the riverside
he was a doctor
a musician
a playwright
and an actor
a unique fellow he was
and peculiar were
his parameters for talent
he immediately recruited me for his next play
he bestowed me food and water
a place to stay and heal
and yet karma is a b****.
the wheel of time turned and it turned out
I forgot who I was every three days
each time I became someone completely different
a blank canvas to paint
an actor said to be born with
god endowed gifts
unlike any other
...only I knew the cost
the pain, despair and fear of forgetting everything
and not knowing who I was
a man with thousand faces
or so I was called and yet
it was now all in the past
as my life ended
I remembered everything I was
a majestic crown prince, a genius general, a fearsome swordsman, a god-gifted actor
and yet only I knew what I truly was...
a foolish and pitiful man who could do nothing as everything was taken away from him.
As I lay on the ice-cold floor
with my body turning equally cold
as if to remind me of that chilling winter night
The night, on which I lost my soul and my memories
With my life flashing before my eyes
....with my only regret being you
my beloved.....wife
a moment of hubris and my all
was lost.....but this can
no longer be communicated with you anymore
as I am just a ghost of the past and
this is only the story of a dead man...
the story of a dead man.....
Hahaha hahaha
the STORY of a DEAD MAN...
hahahhahhahahahahhahahhahahahahahha...
cause this is only
THE
STORY
OF A
DEAD
MAN
hahahahahahahahhahah...
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or so I thought, as I heard the voice,
the voice of the devil
asking me to choose
to go to heaven
and live happily ever after
...or a chance
to change my life...