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Alexandra. A science fiction story. Part VI
- Looking ahead, I have to say that I don’t believe a single thing they’d told me about her.
- I remember her smile, her gaze, the way she ruffled the tip of her braid in excitement, how upset she was after losing a game of chess, and how, despite the presence of a cybercook on board, she brewed herbal tea for all three of us combining mint, balm, spring grass and fireweed.
- She sipped her witchcraft potion in small sips, savoring it from a porcelain cup that she had brought on board in her personal belongings, in violation of rules.
- She also read poetry.
- She did it strangely, almost without expression.
- However, in her quiet voice, I felt an ocean of barely restrained emotions.
- «How many has this chasm already swallowed Both young and old The day will come when I will have to follow!
- All those who left this world.
- It all will freeze, everything that sang and struggled That shone, strained and burst Both the green of my eyes, and the soft voice, And my golden hair.
- Yet life will go on the same. the days consisting Of usual daily chores: As if I never on this Earth existed.
- As if I never was!
- Impulsive as a child. incapable of holding a grudge, I’d let it go!
- Who loved to watch the logs in fire smolder With a final glow.
- So fond of the sound of cellos and church bells.
- And riding by the sea...
- I, so alive and real. won’t be found On Earth: I’ll cease to be!
- Extreme in every feeling. move, or action In every role and part — I’m longing for your trust and your affection With all my heart.
- For all the pain from kin and strangers — Whom I’ll forgive with grace For overwhelming tenderness inside me And my too haughty face.
- For all the rights and wrongs on my account And those unseen — For my eternal sadness, so profound Though I am just nineteen, At any time of day, or week, or season, Please also try To love me for this last and simple reason: For I will die.» I still think about it and my skin crawls.
- Alexa’s eyes were indeed green and light as moss in a swamp.
- I still wonder why she chose these poems.
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