M comes from muse not from madness

"I`m a muse, I inspire people, this is my purpose in life.Although I`m not a mithological creature like the greek muses I`m not an ordinary girl.You will find that out soon.1

Ordinary people can be muses if they are not too common, stereotypical. Maybe I`m a muse because I don`t belong to a category or stereotype. 2

I am free and I show the way to be free to the one I love. So when you forget that everithing has a limit you become a god, a god of creation. But there will be a lime when I will leave and you will most probably end your life. 3

This is the deal. Accept it or walk away."14

Tha man looked at the girl in front of him trough the smoke of his cigarette. The first thing that came trough his mind was that she was beautifull. But she was not, not the kind of beauty you see on TV or in the magazines anyway. She looked so tiny, so fragile but her voice led you to thing the oposite.5

He was just about to give up writing forever when this girl came to him and thold him that she could make him a great writer. That she is able to get him rid of all his prejudices. This seamed creazy. Any other day he would laugh and walk away. But not this day.26

"so what do you say?" the girl asked bending over the talbe, while raising her eyebrow as if she wold have allready known the answer.7

"It`s a tempting offer" the man said sighing "but why me?"8

" I see something in you. Something Great. Something you could be"9

"And what do you ask in return?" said the man taking his glases off with an absent look.10

" Nothing besides company and protection"11

" Protect you from what? Creditors, a mean hisband?"12

"Nothig that knid" she laughed "You have to protect me from the world. I know nothing and in order to inspire i must stay this way."13

" Are you saying that you are tha last innocent?" the writer mocked14

" I`m not inocent.The world is terrifing, so I live in my dreams. I have no material thoughts and I`m not afraid of tommorow"15

"Beautiful way to live" he said16

"so come on .Stop being so cocky .Live.Don`t be afraid" she said.17

Than the muse took his hand and forced out of the coffeshop door. 18

"Let`s take a walk in the park" the muse said jumpin round him like in a pagan dance19

" But I haven`t payed" the man said looking back worried20

" Relax.Don`t wory."321

So the man abbandoned himself in her game. Every day a dream, every night a fantasy. Bu we all know muses don`t stay long and when they leave they let you as close to madness as you can get.422

This is my story. I make people think that are gods and when they act like gods a masterpeace is born. Just that one day they realise that they are just humans, and I can`t make them gods. This is the end of the begining. This is when I go away. I konw I`m not fair. I tak more than I offer but this is who I am. 23

I give a warning but not an alternative. 24