November 29, 2009 - 5:48pm — Seed
Things turn around so quickly. The world seems gently gilded today -- was it that way yesterday, and I was too worried to notice? Or is it that, as the world is dies and is reborn in an instant, that the world simply was born gold today? I need to write a poem, but I don't know what to say. Oh, well, I'll think of something.
I woke up this morning, the weight of unanswered questions settling heavy in my chest. The questions rattled around like stones, bruising my heart. Maria was around, and so was Iaurdagnire, who was playing with Saosin. It was a bit of a hard choice, but I had played with Maria more recently than Iaurdagnire, so I ended up choosing to go and be with him. Besides, he is the wisest deer I know, and I would have liked to ask him what he thought I should do. I never got around to it, though. We frolicked there, and the pair began to flower-spar. I started to join in as well, but a fawn interrupted us.
And then Nevilly arrived, and I had no idea what to do or how to great her. An awkward bow -- the best I could manage then. I hoevered around after Iaurdagnire said goodbye, not wanting to get too close but too fond of her to leave. As Saosin and she groomed one another, I came to a resolve. I needed to talk to her, as openly as my heart could manage. It took a little bit to get her away from Sasoin, but eventually, I led her to a little area where the dandelions and the ferns grew wild between the trees.
We settled down into the downy bed of greenery...and we talked. I won't repeat what we said exactly, but it was what you could expect. Our feelings, old mates, my fear, her heartache...other stuff, not bearing repeating here... I really didn't know what I was going to tell her until I reached the end of it, where I had all the pieces assembled for me like a puzzle. I swear, that was the moment where the world went gold. I was afraid, even as I said it, but I was also very sure: I wanted us to have a chance. I wanted us to see where our hearts could lead us, and to share that affection that's grown there. It's not exactly love yet -- neither of us, I think, are ready for love again just yet -- but it's enough for now.
We rose up, nuzzled one another...and went out to enjoy the Forest together.
((If Seed gets on more, I'll add a "part 2." If not, sit back and enjoy.))
Pfft, wonderful as always
Moar pwease. C8