Wednesday, January 7, 2009
water fairy stood by the seemingly young tree. a small tree without doubt, yet all the more she revered it, for its beginnings were rooted in the very first days of the earth. she taps once, and then knocked twice before she affirmed it was hollow. her heart sank, without warning.
looking up, she reached for a deep emerald-shade apple hanging just by the outermost branch to her left, and tugged at it gently. she sat down, leaning against the tree and tossed the apple between her hands. she wondered for once why she had been so taken by it before, and why she wasn't as fascinated now, though the apple did not look a tiniest bit different - sparkling, tempting since the very first time she had set her eyes upon it.
she slowly raised it to her lips, the light crunch startled her a little. a tear had escaped and trickled down her cheeks at that very same moment. she was puzzled, for she did not understand why, for she was feeling truly peaceful when the tear had slipped. a sour and bittersweet apple. the aftertaste lingered on a second longer. how interesting. the taste was definitely more memorable than she intended it for, unlike any taste she has had before, in fact. she wasn't sure she liked it, neither was she certain of taking another bite so she looked at the apple intently, her gaze was so deep yet faraway that, if you look into her eyes at that exact but fleeting point in time, you will see nothing, and nothing only.
Posted by a fish that dreamt a world away at 2:32 AM