The First Quest

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Eyes opened,

Bodies awoke and

A maze lying ahead

Dim lights just above the head,

One crystalline voice spread

"This my children, is your first trial

Find me in the middle of the aisle

Don't lose yourself in denial

You will get there with patience"

She stepped in front gracious

All so spacious

Closing down before her

He ran after

Screams of concern

Until he met her in a turn

Easily picked her from the ground

And both followed the sound

Of angels singing carols

There in the centrum, million of petals

Laid around,

In the middle a queen

They looked at the movie-like scene

Hands holding between

A smile showing at such sights,

Vanishing the lights

And bringing the magic of the nights

They both stepped in the middle of the aisle

As they both succeeded their first trial.

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