” In Araby, they say that once upon time, all roses were white. “
“One evening, beneath a waning moon, a nightingale alighted by such a rose “
” and when he saw her, he fell in love “
” until that time, no nightingale had been heard to sing “
” a song of wondrous beauty burst from his throat “
” and he throw his wings around her in a passionate embrace “
” clasping the rose to his breast “
” with such wild passion that the thorns pierced his heart “
” the nightingale’s blood stained the rose’s white petals red “
this excerpt is from The Religion, by Tim Wilcox, when Tannhäuser meets the mysterious Amparo
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