Two Deaths Made By Love
This is a story wholly set in 17th century France, except for the short beginning and end. The agonizingly beautiful story of red passion and black rage of love so intense only the outcome could have resulted no matter how carefully guided. Take a journey to ancient France and witness love that was naked, stunning, true, whole, unrepentant and beautiful.Get Your Copy Here!
Two Deaths Made By Love is a short story crafted from fragments of my dreams, with the wholesome hands of more than a little imagination.
The story was set in modern day, 21st century, Clearwater, Florida, US. Two young people, a male of African descent and a Caucasian girl. They met, inadvertently, while processing their admission into a place of special training.
They soon realized who they were to each other in an early 17th century France, yes, Europe's France.
The male recounted their love affair, marriage, life, and deaths wrought by the hand of love, Angelique. He narrated incredible events, fashions, personalities and cultures long lost.
He exposed the angel in Angelique. He showed how love, real fiery love, is everlasting and incomparable to merely being alive, 'living'. He told of their impossible relationships, the ever-joyous madness, red passions and black violence of Angelique (directed at him or anyone who was in her way).
Chiraq, a moral master forger, disclosed the event which lead to the deadness of Angelique which resulted in his death, then inadvertently, the tragic death of Angelique.
After over two centuries, ancient Chiraq and Angelique met in another place, in new bodies, as new people, total strangers who swiftly became glued together again, the fire of old set ablaze, as before.
Angelique panted to my mother: “I have killed Chiraq.” And she fled back toward the house. Two Deaths Made By Love, Chapter 3