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Ilana in betweenVersion inspired by Benbulbin
We were three sisters, and I was Ilana, the most beautiful, or so they said,the young men in Grange. We used to haunt the whereabouts of themountain and we named this wild berries search. And then, after a while, myheart grew each day heavier and a sick, at first slight torment took hold of me; I longed for something and couldn’t tell what it was; and I was moreravished each day.One day my sisters left me far behind and I got lost. I thought they wouldcome back in the end and so I paused and sat down on a pile of branches,waiting for them.“The less you come here, the better. A young man here wants to take youaway.”My sisters decided I should stay more with mother and never leave withthem again. If they had been able to, they would’ve confined me and hiddenme from the whole world. Each day I grew more and more wretched andwept the nights away. One afternoon I was home with my mother and shegot sleepy and took to bed. All of a sudden, I was back to the mountain.“Can you help me? I think I got lost. I want home but I can’t find my wayback.”“Come with me, I’ve been longing for you for so long!”“I can’t, I will marry him.”“Then put this belt round your waist and dance and be happy and rememberme that day!”How on earth can someone render days withering little by little? Andweakness? And the engulfing night approaching? And insane feelings whichtear you to pieces? How can someone render all of this? The wedding day came and they were all dancing, me with my husband too.And so I remembered him and put my belt and in a second stood right byhim again.“Wellcome back, you’re no more Ilana.”“I am Ilana!”“Not any longer. You’re one of our kind.”“Let me say good-bye to them!”“Too late.”
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