The Woods

The Light became brighter, illuminating the edges of the trees and bringing the woods to life. Breathlessly they observed the true rush of daylight and the land from which their hearts took flight.

 

It had been a freezing morning and the land was white as snow with the paths glistening. The streetlights had illuminated a clean peace but as they faded, and dawn came, the soft light that drew its way around the angles of humanities constructions was an wake-up call entitled ‘Today, is a mountain day’.

Don’t take this literally, no mountains were to be found, but stepping into the unknown hills and woods was a climb of its own, embracing the foliage and knowing every step must be mindful of the ever-changing status of the land. The first few steps were harder than they had expected, being more used to the sound of cars and crowds than nature alone, and not having prepared their feet for the muddy terrain. But they persevered uphill until a view broke out before them and an alleviation washed over their weighty shoulders. The distant valley and far beyond bowed before the gaze of her eyes, no photograph or picture could have shown the treasure that was a view full of houses miniaturised to a backdrop with hills standing proud displaying their woods and castles in a mark of stature.

In the wake of the view the energy was palpable and eager were their hearts to carry on and discover more of what this rural retreat had to offer.

Bright yellow blooms were bursting into life just as the sky sent down a flurry of snowfall that wouldn’t settle and the air became colder. She held her hands up to her ears, the cold wind having swept away the protection from her ever-growing hair and thought of all the warm things she had that would have done a better job. No room for after thought when you are in the midst of it all.

The Weather eased off not long after and the landscape became more condensed with fallen trees and woodlands. At the same time, the path became more narrow and the people that passed, fewer. This is where silence and peace were really to be found. For those they had seen alone this was the ultimate test of being comfortable with your own company.

The views sprawled and their steps quickened and blurred in the growing confidence of their strides and soon they approached a set of caves. Carved deeply into the stonework were ancient symbols and faces, the silence became more abundant. The hollows in he caves echoed with an eerie whistle as a shiver ran through them as they took in the enormity of the space. It was somewhere they’d heard about, a place of potion making and witchcraft from earlier days. They studied the symbols carefully as the cold wind picked up,¬†causing them to brace their selves against it. It was then that they heard a shuffling sound from within and the shadow of a figure¬†began to emerge from the darkness. They were quick to turn and continue on the path, footsteps a little quicker. The presence had startled them and it had felt to silent for there to be anyone in the area.

Stopping at the bottom they turned around and looked back up. There at the top was a woman and her dog. The laughter was simultaneous, their minds had been racing with false possibility as stories of old had ebbed into their sense. The woman looked at them as if they’d gone mad, it was probably true.

After a moment they carried on, with the exhilaration lingering, and soon found that they were once again on the path, lighthearted and full of joy in the most honest of moments, a hill in front of them left to climb.

The Light became brighter, illuminating the edges of the trees and bringing the woods to life. Breathlessly they observed the true rush of daylight and the land from which their hearts took flight.

Just a little story for today,

Daisy x

 

 

 

 

 

 

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