Day of Wrath Page #4

I can do it. I can do it.

Anne, you're crying.

I see you through my tears.

Tears that I wipe away.

No one has eyes like yours.

What are they like?

Childlike?

Pure and clear?

No, deep and mysterious.

But in their depths I see

a trembling, quivering flame

which you have kindled.

Let's go to the birches.

How happy I am!

Just to say "I love you".

And to know...

That you and I...

You were always in my thoughts.

And you in my dreams.

Here's the spring.

Come here.

More?

Water? No.

Of what then?

Drink.

Hear how they whisper.

It's the grass humming.

Humming what?

A song about the two of us.

The song of your love.

And of yours.

Hold me tight. Make me happy.

...so that we may wander decently

and securely in the sight of God.

Through this Your most Holy Name. Amen.

May I read a little

from the Song of Songs?

Yes, please do.

I am the rose of Sharon,

and the lily of the valleys.

As the lily among thorns,

so is my love among the daughters.

As the apple tree among the trees

of the wood, so is my beloved.

I sat down under his shadow.

We have heard enough.

Will you stop it!

Wretched woman.

Grandmother?

I meant it.

Martin, what have we done to you?

You seem so far apart from us now.

Both from me and your father.

Promise me to think of your father

and do not cause him grief.

Martin, would you help me?

Yes, of course.

Grandmother does not like you.

What does it matter -

if you like me?

If you love me.

Anne, how will this all end?

Kiss me.

Then I'll kiss you.

There you are.

Shut the door.

It's the first time I hear Anne laugh.

How she's changed.

Even her voice is different.

Yes... she is changed.

When I see those two together

I feel for the first time how old I am...

And how young she is.

It is good Martin came home.

I will join them

and be young with the young.

It was nice to hear you laugh.

We were just going.

Where to?

To the river.

I wanted to ask you to read

through my sermon.

With pleasure, father.

Oh, can't it wait,

I had so looked forward to this.

I would be the last

to deprive you of any pleasure.

Go now.

It's the chaplain.

A message from Master Laurentius.

He is dying!

He asks you to come and prepare him.

I've brought the Holy Vessels.

I'm going.

How alive your hands are.

Your fingers.

Your wrist.

I can feel your pulse beating.

Beating for you.

The sun is coloring your cheeks.

Not the sun, happiness.

Happiness?

How long will it last?

Forever!

Anne, where will we end up?

Wherever the stream leads us!

One day.

Don't think about it.

So much can happen.

I see my father before me all the time.

I see only you.

Here I lie.

Soft and snug as in a mother's arms.

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