Saturday, September 15, 2012
Halvorsen Passacaglia
That is my first and ever-lasting impression.
A flow of time of a couple, they live happily and peacefully in a green and out-fashion village.
I can see them labor, farm a common lives.
A cold breeze of harsh winter, do I hear sound of horses, chasing each other.
A disrupted occurrence, and they have to face an event that might change their whole lives.
And there is a way to escape all of these thing, run away, from here, the place they were born and supposed to be buried.
A quick pack up for the early morning run-away. Nothing much but a few item which is passed down from generations, so long that they are forgotten.
By the time the enforcers arrive, the house is left empty. But the "criminals" are not forgiven and will be hunted down.
I hear horses chasing each other on the muddy road, through the forest.
They run, run, and run. They are out of breath, look out for a cave, a tree, anything can cover for them.
The story is rumored through all creatures of the forest and seemingly the couple is loved, the feeling is shared.
The army pass by, two hearts race... They beats so hard that its echo might be heard from miles away, but somehow, the army is too busy to listen, and another rabbits get loosen.
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