I fell asleep in the boughs of an old oak tree today. They are somewhat the motherly tree, though extremely strong. I should have known better, considering oak trees have the best ability to bring out the memories of a time when one was happiest in dreams...which was definately not a good thing due to my current ideals.
So yes, I dreamed....It'd been so long since I've had that dream or recalled that memory;
It had to be around when I was five or six, I was raise from my infant years by him, but this was one of the days I remember most clearly from my time with him. It's really a simple memory.
It was the first time I'd even felt the urge call to me, offering me safety that I didn't need. I'd lost myself completely and happily in the wood, though by the time I found my way back to the mansion, he'd gone through half the forest yelling my name until his throat would have been raw if he were human.
It made me realize how concerned he was for me, though after I'd gotten a rather bad scolding, I also came to know that he was more relieved than angry when he gave me enough honey and bread with blackberries(my favorite meal, you must know) to feed an army of my kind. I don't think it was a reward, by far, just....something to try and keep me from never leaving. Most people wouldn't think this is a happy memory...
But I think I found out for the first time just how important I was to him. Or at least....now, the way I realize...I must not be very important if he was so quick to leave.
The oak whispered to me a careful word of advice after I left it's embrace; 'What you know best will always be the greatest comfort.'
I have no idea what it means....but I'll think on it more tonight.
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