Love Stone

- In a little hut, on a distant mountain's top, lives an old hermit whose work never stops.
- Shaping and molding new lives from stone, he searches for that someone, but has always lived alone.
- His quarry is a graveyard filled with the dead. All of the townsfolk, some have said.
- Each night he journeys to the stone forest to claim his prize, hoping one will eventually breathe life and open her eyes.
- Though each failure adds to the evermounting toll, he carves his next love straight from his soul.
- And one night a sculpture would open her eyes. Wearing a beautiful stone smile, she would begin to rise.
- The hermit, weary and exhausted, would step back and plea, "After this many years, can it finally be?"
- His stone love would smile and draw him near. She would whisper and console, telling him not to fear.
- His love had finally awoken
- And as he opened his mouth to let out a triumphet roar, he felt his chest heave, and knew no more.
- His heart had broken, to be alone so long. To be deprived of love hurts so wrong.
- His stone love took him in her arms, and carried him to his quarry, the everquiet graveyard.
- Nestling him inside a recent opened grave, she covered him with dirt, under the moonlight's rays.
- Taking her place beside her lover and creator, she smiled up at the moon, and ceased moving forever.
- Love is stone that cannot be broken.