Happy Friday, folks. Back to flashing today. How could I not with this intriguing picture? Enjoy my take on it, I hope :-)
The wind picked up, swirled the leaves until they took form and she emerged. Glorious, beautiful, free, breathtaking. With every breath she took, she grew stronger, more vibrant while I found it more difficult to focus.
Her sweet voice whispered on the breeze, was the last thing I heard with my mortal ears, before I became one with the wood. No one saw my tears, as my beloved hugged the rough bark surrounding me. I shook my leaves in helpless fury at her despair, but I didn’t regret swapping places with her.
One day, we’d break this curse.
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Till next week, folks.