Forest Beat

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Years past me like the wind and yet I never age. My father did something to my body that prevents me from aging. What my father did to me, I cannot explain, but I know that it happened over a thousand years ago. I am nothing but a monster in people’s eyes, so I remain in the forest where no one can ever see me. I never eat or sleep, so how am I still alive?

A storm is approaching. I remain under a tree as the rain beats down in my forest. I hear something in the distance. Someone is crying. I walk through the mud toward the voice. I see a man crying over a dead boy. The man saw me and begs me to help the boy. I can do nothing, except offer a flower. I leave hoping not to see him again.

I return three days later to where the dead boy should be. I see the same man placing flowers on the boy’s grave. He sees me and beckons me to come. I leave without a second thought.

I return two days later to where the grave should be. I see the man again with bread and water in his grasp. He offers me a piece of his bread. I leave once again.

I return after a day to where the smell of bread should be. I see the man just standing with a bottle of water. He offers me a drink. I leave again.

On a snowy day, I return to the place with spring water. I see the man in a thick coat with a blanket in his hand. He wraps me with the blanket and this time I remain. We talk and he laughs. I haven’t felt the warmth from a man for so long.

On a day when the sun was up, I return to the man. He gives me a flower and a kiss on my lips. I feel a warmness that I have never felt before. The man leaves and never comes back.

I wait next to the grave for fifty years with thoughts of the man hoping for his return.

Another fifty years and I am still waiting.

On a rainy day, I hear a cry near the grave. I walk through the mud toward the voice. I see a boy crying next to the grave. The boy sees me and begs me to protect him. I offer a flower and this time, I stayed.

The man broke my heart and yet he still left me with a gift in the form of a boy. My love in the forest is eternal.

The End

 

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