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Enchanting Waterfall Adventures

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Enchanting Waterfall AdventuresThe wayfarer took hold of his rugged hat, his cane and jacket. It was time to take his habitual walk. He stepped out, locked the door behind him and surveyed with a wary glance the cold and bitter morning. He knew the way that lay ahead, past the old pine trees, the small brook, down to the massive rocks, the last obstacle to pass before he is to reach his destination, the valley. He was looking forward to this trek, the solitude providing comfort he very much needed. He was relishing the thought of freedom he was about to enjoy, letting his thoughts wander freely, without any disturbance. The delirious happiness, which seems to befall every single human being this time of the year, early spring, does not seem to have any effect on him. The more he distanced himself from his hut, the more the valley beckoned and his spirit was already listening to the calming water burbling wonderful nothings into his ears. Thus he turned into the clearing, expecting to see exactly the sight he memorized and pined for. He froze. Something was amiss, a difference so striking that his breath caught and his eyes stared mesmerized towards the creature before him. He could not move. He was not scared or even surprised; he was enthralled by the image his eyes transmitted into his brain. A fairy-like being cavorted in the middle of the clearing, his sanctuary, his place of solitude; a tall figure, sensual and somehow erotic at the same time, joyful and alluring, bursting with life energy seemingly floated over the greenery, as if tending to her garden. Yes, the apparition did clearly display ubiquitous female traits and something stirred deep within him. He gawked at her, his intentions forgotten, as she danced, sat, stood, walked, smiled, enjoyed the nature and made the time stand still. One of her legs was covered by some blue-ish material, the other one some kind of fine net, but it did not seem to cover her extremely long legs at all. A light blue top kept her modesty intact and was a tribute to her reflecting blue eyes, which sparkled invitingly. He wanted to dance with her, sing, rejoice, paint, create, live, breathe life in with full lungs, exhilaration bursting within him, arousing him, peculiarly wanting him to join her quest, her sheer existence melting into his soul.

Enchanting Waterfall AdventuresSlowly he started to perceive sounds again and even more details entered his mind, but he was not sure if he saw, heard or otherwise perceived the nature following every move the otherworldly being made. The dew appeared on leaves and lattices she glanced at, sun covering her whereabouts as if hugging her, a move of her hand was followed by a butterfly, the creek singing in tune with her voice. Did she really sing, or did he just imagine that? He did not know, but he knew the melody in his head came from her. It was as if he has never before seen nature, as if it was colorless and bleak and now it was alive, enjoying the play, relishing the presence that brought joy and happiness.

Enchanting Waterfall AdventuresThe wayfarer rubbed his eyes and tried to wake from a dream that never was, nearly convinced that what he was seeing cannot be true. But the moss, greener than he ever knew it could be and the glistering droplets of water, shining like diamonds, nearly blinding him; all of it seems to mockingly invite him to enjoy everything while it lasted, to bathe in emotions and bliss, because it all was about to end.

Enchanting Waterfall AdventuresDespite the eerie feeling that he somehow stumbled into a parallel universe, the reality of the ordeal never left the wayfarer. Looking back, he is unable to recall how long the experience lasted, nor how it did ultimately end. He only remembers being there and watching, then remembers how he was back in his cabin, preparing for his evening meal. He still wanders to the very same place with constant diligence, looking for the fairy being and aching to see her again. Years have passed and his routine never wavered, his resolve to find her never waned. Sometimes, when he is visiting the valley, he can see similarly bright colors as if fading back to normal, making him believe he just missed her. On other occasions, he can hear the melody in his head and fervently looks for her until the voice fades into oblivion. He will never stop seeking, for he is the wayfarer, a man with a mission. He will find her again and this time he will approach her in the desperate hope that she will allow him to follow her to wherever she goes when she leaves the valley.

Susan Wayland

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