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She was a lady of mystery or perhaps a very mysterious woman.
When the last bell rang of the main church this woman would disappear.
Nobody knew where she was going, nobody knew which way she was going, there were many conjectures about her. But it all remained conjecture.
Those who knew her affirmed that she was a divine woman; her eyes were black and fleeting and shining like a conglomeration of stars like a cluster of stars.
They also said that she was a friend of the moon, that they had seen her talk to this beautiful star and that she possessed as many hidden secrets as anyone.
No one could agree with her description; she was as mysterious as the night itself; it is quite possible that no one really knew what she was like.
One poet even asked her
Tell me what are your ways! Why do you lose your way when the night comes?
She answered him:
-I need the night, its silence or the dark trembling of hidden voices, sometimes I need the light of the dark moon.
They say that a troubadour sang to her:
-Take me by my hand and by my neck and let me know your dark desires; show me your garland of gold; your breasts of sweet honey ... I promise you that if I discover your divine secrets secrets; I will keep them, without hesitation, as the most precious of treasures.
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