Series 3 - Lost and Recaptured: Tales of Love Unspoken

We present Series 3 of our multilingual, fictional story set against the historical backdrop of the Franco-Spanish War. 

We hope the characters surprise you. We surprised ourselves during our writing. Enjoy. 

Any similarities to individuals living or dead, real or fictitious is purely coincidental.

Lost and Recaptured: Tales of Love Unspoken

Perdido y Recuperado: Cuentos de amor tácito

Perdu et Recouvré: L'histoires d'amour tacite

Series Three:  Prohibited Love

Serie Tres: Amor Prohibido

Série Trois:  L'amour Interdit

A mi amor

Ya hace un tiempo que no e recibido una letra. ¿Está todo bien?
Hay unas cosas que necesito decirte. Primero creo que estoy en peligro por escribiendo contigo.
Recibí una letra de un hombre que tiene mucho poder. Y mi dijo que ya no puedo escribir a ti.
Y si lo hago cero que me va tratar a matar.

Pero el amor que tengo para ti me quema por dentro no puedo ver mi vida sin ti.
¡Te necesito en mi vida! Te necesito decir algo más.

No soy simplemente un solado de España. Soy un capitán y tengo un barco.
Tengo un poco poder que cero que nos podemos ir a una lugar muy lejos de aquí.
Vente con migo vámonos de este lugar, lleno de muerte, y un país tan triste.

Vámonos a un lugar hermosa, una lugar que nos podemos crecer viejos, una lugar que te puedo de tener en mis brazos para siempre. Un la lugar que puedo sentir tu cuerpo con mis besos. Un lugar que nos podemos dormir juntos.

¿Vente con migo?

Tu yo en amor,

Andres Rodrigo Rojas

Andres,

C'est avec une grande tristesse que je te écrit. 

Bien que le soleil brille sur moi 

et la neige s'éloigne,

mon âme est seule dans le sombre hiver.

Je me sens la chaleur du Printemps comme 

il embrasse mon corps glacial.  

Je sens la lavande fraîchement floraison dans le jardin,

me couronnant en beauté. 

Je me souviens que la vie me environne. 

Les errances de mon esprit ne fera pas arrêté. 

Je pense seule de toi et ton sécurité

et la mort viendra à tous veulent te faire du mal.

Je sais l'homme qui de tu parle. Il est venu me dire le mécontentement j'apporte au roi, 
particulièrement, dois-je continuer à tu écrit. Le Cardinal est un homme très puissant. 
Ne pas le croise!

Je connais que tu n'es pas tout ce que tu sembles. 

J'ai pensé souvent, pourquoi tu comprends Français mais tu réponds en Espagnol.

Maintenant, tu dit moi que tu as une grande bateau et tu es un capitaine? Et de plus,

tu me demandes d'abandonner ma tante dans sa l'heure de besoin. Elle es ma famille! 

L'amour ne peut pas lave un lien familial. 

La famille est l'un des plus grandes chefs-d'œuvre de la nature. 

Je te demande réfléchir à ce que tu veut que je fasse. 

Respectueusement,

V.M.

Para mi Amor,

Estoy tan contento de finalmente haber oír de usted! 

Conozco la sensación que sientes cuando lees las palabras de su ser querido y traer un puesto de la vida en lo que es el otro sabio muerto. No puedo dejar de pensar en ti, y como este hombre que piensa que tiene el poder para mantener nuestro fuego de amor escondido. Él no va a ser apto de mantenerme lejos de ti. Sólo en la muerte va a ser eso posible, y aun así mi amor para te siempre va vivir.

Amor si tengo un barco, y me senito aquí en la noche mirando el cielo lleno de estrellas buscando repuestas. Pero no más sentó la tristeza de la luna y las estrellas porque nuestro amor se mantiene tan lejos. Este tristeza se siente como un lluvia de fuego descendiendo por todo me cuerpo. Por eso te necesito en mi vida, para extinguir este fuego que me quema por dentro con to amor.

 Amor, no sé lo que es tener una familia, porque yo crecí sin una. Es por eso que he aprendido tantas lenguas como el francés. Crecí a través de la tierra aprendido una manera de vivir. Sin embargo yo siempre he soñado que tener una familia, y ahora quiero comenzar una contigo! Y por esa razón si su tía es tan importante para ti y esto significa que tú vas conmigo, entonces ella puede ir con nosotros también!

Amor, yo ya tengo una isla lista para nosotros, con una casa con un hermosa vista del océano uno que se te hará lucir aún más hermosa y llena de alegría, Vente conmigo amor. Vamos a crecer viejos juntos.

Con Amor,

Andres

Andres,

Nous avons déplacé à l'autre region du France.
Ma tante et moi ont été séparé: elle a retournè sur la pâlais et moi...

J'ai entendu que mon oncle dit que il y a préparé un mariage pour moi.
Un Duc ou Marquis...quelqu'un indigne de mon cœur

Il est une leçon d'humilité.
Simplement parce que j'ai trouvé l'été dans le cœur d'hiver et mon oncle ne peut pas l'a.

Je t'ai trouvé. Mon étoile brilliant. Une lumière que ne sera pas pris.

Je suis heureuse que t'etais la mienne.

Mais, comme la lune a quitté la nuit vide, nous avons devons dire "Au Revoir"

Mon honneur AVANT mon cœur.
Il est ma duty au mon pays

Vivienne

© 2012 DMac

To my Love, 

It has been sometime since I have last received a letter. Is everything ok? There are some things that I must tell you. First I believe that I am in danger for my life for writing to you. I received a letter from a man that has a lot of power. He told me that I can no longer write to you. I fear that if I do that he will have me killed.

However the love that I have for you burns deep within me, and I cannot see my life without you in it.

I NEED you in my LIFE! There is one other thing I must tell you.

I am not just a simple solider from Spain. I am a Captain, and I have my own boat. I have a small amount of power, and I believe that I can get us both far away from this place. Come with me, let us leave this place full of death, and this country full of depression. Let us go to some place beautiful, a place where we can grow old together, a place where I can hold you in my arms forever. A place where I can feel your body with my kisses. A place where we can sleep together in peace.

Will you go with me?

Yours in love, 

Andres Rodrigo Rojas

Andres,

It is with sadness that I write to you. 

Although the sun shines upon me 

and the snow recedes, 

my soul is in alone in a dark winter.

I feel the warmth of Spring as

it embraces my icy body.

I smell the fresh lavender blooming in the garden,

Crowning me in beauty.

I remember that life is around me. 

But the wanderings of my heart will not stop.

I think of you and your safety

and death will come to all who want to harm you.

I know the man that you speak of. 

He came to tell me of the displeasure I bring to the King, especially,

should I continue writing you.  The Cardinal is a very powerful man.

Do not cross him!

I know that you are not all that you seem.

I have often thought about why you understand French but respond in Spanish.

Now, you tell me you have a large ship and are a captain? And further,

you ask me to leave my aunt in her hour of need. She is my family!

Love cannot wash away a family bond.

Family is one of nature's greatest masterpieces.

I ask you to think about what you want me to do. 

Respectfully, 

V.M.

For my Love,

I am full of joy to finally have Heard from you! I know that sensation that you feel when you read the word of your love, and it brings a sense of life in place that normally feels like death. I cannot stop thinking of you, and how this man who believes to have the power to be able to hide the burning passion of love that we have for each other. He does not have the capability to keep me far from you! Only in death will that be possible, and even then my love for you will live on forever.

My love, yes I do have a ship, and I find myself sitting here at night looking into the start filled sky looking for answers. But I only feel this sadness from the Moon, and the Stars, because our love is kept so far apart from each other. This sadness feels like a rain of fire falling around my body. That is why I need you my life, to extinguish this flame, that burns from within, with your love.

My love I do not know what it is like to have family since I grew up without one. That is why I have learned so many languages like French. I grew up moving from one city to the next learning what I could in order to survive. However I have always dreamt of what it would be like to have a family, and I want to start one with you! And if for that reason you Aunt means that much to you, and if it means that you will come with me, well then she can come with us as well!

Love, I have already gotten a place ready for us. With a house with the most beautiful view of the ocean that could only make you even more beautiful, and full of happiness. Leave with my Love. Let us go and grow old together.

With Love, 

Andres

Andres,

We have moved to another area in France.

My aunt and I have separated: she has returned to the palace and me…

I heard my uncle say that he has prepared a marriage for me.

A Duke or a Marquis…someone unworthy of my heart.

It is a lesson in humility.

Simply because I found the summer in the heart of winter and my uncle cannot have it. 

I found you. My brilliant star. A light that will not be taken.

I am happy that you were mine. 

But as the moon leaves the empty night, we have to say “Goodbye”

My honor BEFORE my heart.

It is my duty to my country.

Vivienne

© 2015 DNKG & ARR, Series 3 - Prohibited Love

Le Stagioni della Crescita

Le Stagioni della Crescita 

Il bruciore dell’Inverno non cederà

Consumandomi l’anima

annidato tra le braccia infuocate

Portando alla luce

cicatrici dimenticate.

In Primavera, in pura essenza

Il loto maestoso incatenato in gabbia

Trattenuto da fili invisibili che portano

un’offerta sgradita,

e mani che violano

L’Estate vuota arresta la luce della speranza

E le rocce feriscono i piedi nudi

Le Promesse traghettate da ciarlatani

atrofizzano e abusano dei cuori ottimisti

Le ingombranti tonalità d’Autunno

pesano sulla mia tela

Ritratti sanguinosi di sogni,

spezzati e abbandonati

Ritorna quindi, Anima,

alla grotta gelida che disprezzi

e cova in silenzio

mentre si fortifica l’azione.

© 2015 DNKG Le Stagioni della Crescita

© 2009 White Spirit Wolf

The Seasons of Growth

Winter's burn will not yield 

Consuming within my Soul

Nestled in the fiery embers

Unearthing scars forgotten.

In Spring, in pure essence

The stately lotus bound in its cage

Tethered by invisible strands that lead

Unwelcome

and hands that violate

Empty summer cripples hope’s beacon

And rocks grind bare feet

The Promises charioted by charlatans

Atrophy and abuse our optimistic hearts

Cumbersome Autumnal hues 

weigh upon my cloth

Bloody portraits of dreams,

broken and abandoned

Return then, Soul,

to the icy cave that you despise

And smolder silently 

while action fortifies.

© 2015 DNKG The Seasons of Growth

The Muse

The Muse

Feel your legato

raining down on my body,

lyrical delight.


© 2015 DNKG The Muse

Lilly Sinatra