I'm in a tree on a hill near a stream and my feet hang down but I've flown up high enough so that they don't touch the ground but not so high that my wings would get caught in branches and twigs and hurting things.
The tree hasn't told me her name yet. I wish she would but she's too sad to talk, even when I tell her stories and hug her and it isn't just 'cause she's scared to give away her name. She's just too sad. The whole forest is sad and I don't think it was always like that. I think it might be because of the tower.
I look down and see people coming.
Far back there's a boy who doesn't look like a boy. Close up there's a prince who doesn't look like a prince and a lady who looks like she really is. She looks like the kind of person who won't tell me her name 'cause she's careful about everything.
"From here, you can strike straight for it, or else there is a stream that runs quick but shallow that passes it. River stones are clearer path to walk than cutting through the forest, even if there may be things waiting for water."
"Go in the water," I tell them. "The water's happier than the trees."
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Date: 2011-03-14 12:33 am (UTC)The tree hasn't told me her name yet. I wish she would but she's too sad to talk, even when I tell her stories and hug her and it isn't just 'cause she's scared to give away her name. She's just too sad. The whole forest is sad and I don't think it was always like that. I think it might be because of the tower.
I look down and see people coming.
Far back there's a boy who doesn't look like a boy. Close up there's a prince who doesn't look like a prince and a lady who looks like she really is. She looks like the kind of person who won't tell me her name 'cause she's careful about everything.
"From here, you can strike straight for it, or else there is a stream that runs quick but shallow that passes it. River stones are clearer path to walk than cutting through the forest, even if there may be things waiting for water."
"Go in the water," I tell them. "The water's happier than the trees."