I once thought I heard a voice, like a small boy calling out for me. I looked everywhere about me but saw nothing but a pair of snow white doves flitting about a bush of Winter Roses, each as white as the full moon on a cloudless night. They seemed flustered about something and as I watched them, they began to peck and pull at the thorny brambles of the bush. I heard the voice again, and this time I saw a flash of silvery white hair and eyes of emerald green, filled with tears. I ran to the bush and shoed the birds away. As I looked into the hole in the leaves that they had made, I saw a sight that stole my breath. It was a pixie prince, his wings were bejeweled and sparkled in the sunlight. Upon his feet he wore golden sandals with feathered white wings adorning them, just as the laurels upon his head had. He wore a black armor upon his tiny body. That told me he was fighting something, so I was careful to look around once again and see if I could find what it was. I saw nothing so I looked back into the bush to watch him, but to my horror, I saw many cuts upon his exposed skin, he had been tangled in the thorny brambles and had been calling for me. He had struggled so galantly that he had caused one of the roses stems to fall into his mouth, it's thornes cutting into the tender flesh of his full lips. I reached into the bush with a tentative hand, and cupped the small man in it. With my other hand I reached in and carefully pulled the vines from his body, trying not to harm him any more than he already was. The small creature stood up in my hand as I lifted him out of the bush and wiped the blood from his delicate lips before he spoke."Thank you my friend. I will never forget you. I swear upon my honor that I will repay you someday." he flitted his wings slightly before he leapt into the air and flew away. To this day I still remember his face and his promise. And to this day....I'm still waiting for him to repay me. My boyfriend keeps telling me to be patient and he'll come back. He knows more than he's telling me but He won't say it. I'm just going to let it go for now. I'll get my answer someday.
 Requiem of Whyspers · Tue Jan 23, 2007 @ 05:15am · 0 Comments |
