Over an entire year since I've posted, today. I...wandered off, and I felt lost for a long time. I also realize, in my last post, a year ago, I forgot to mention just how falling asleep in that tree had made me miss my plane. I didn't realize until three days later, but now I'm in France. England turned up no leads, other than nearly getting my throat ripped out by a rogue vampire who'd gone into darkness.
It is very fortunate that French forests do not speak in the French language. Trees have a sort of 'language' all of their own. We don't have to 'speak' it, really, but the tree sort of....inclines to us, and considering we're rather close in kinship, we tend to understand without words.
They spoke to me a considerable amount during my stay in that forest. It was a few months, and I was fully intending to post in this blog during Fall, though Winter found me unexpectedly quickly.
You see, plenty of supernatural creatures have some point of hibernation. Nature inclined ones tend to take it during winter, when the earth can offer no nutrition, therefore I went into the hull of a shallow tree (Yes, there are shallow trees, but it is rare that a human may find one. They tend to grow in the most desolate and untouched areas of the world), where there was a small dryad also going into hibernation. There is a certain nature of sacred things when we sleep--warmth is offered between the two or more that sleep at the same time. Sometimes there is an exchange of dreams...And I found that this young female had seen him.
It had been brief, but like most, he left an outstanding impact. They're shared a drink together, and the her memory came to my dreams. I'm just..'really' waking up now, seeing as Spring is blossoming, but I think I might know where he is.
I know my writing is broken...so I think I might go take another nap...so sleepy...
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