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My Fragile Treasure (Excerpt)

Antoine De Saint-Exupéry

As the little prince dropped off to sleep, I took him in my arms and set out walking once more.

I felt deeply moved, and stirred. It seemed to me that I was carrying a very fragile treasure.

It seemed to me, even, that there was nothing more fragile on all Earth.

In the moonlight I looked at his pale forehead, his closed eyes, his locks of hair that

trembled in the wind, and I said to myself: " what I see here is nothing but a shell.

what is more important is invisible...."

As his lips opened slightly with the suspicious of a half-smile, I said to myself,again, " what moves

me so deeply, about this little prince who is sleeping here is his loyalty to a flower, the image

of rose that shines through his whole being like the flame of a lamp. Even when he is asleep...'

And I felt him to be more fragile still.

I felt the need of protecting him.

As he himself, was a flame that might be extinguished by a little puff of wind.