The forest lay before me – dark, somewhat lonesome. I could hear the wind blowing in the leaves, creating a melody only few can hear. A melody that beckoned me.
I pulled my cloak closer to my body and put the hood on. It fell almost to my eyes, almost blinding me. I took a deep breath as a stronger whiff of wind came from the forest and circled around me. A step and then another one, I passed the first tree.
My hand touched the bark and I closed my eyes, letting the forest come to me, come in me. I walked with eyes closed, leaving the wind to guide me through the trees to the place I was looking for. How long I walked, I do not know.
As I reached the clearing, I heard the quiet whispers of a thousand people in my head, racing with my own whispers. I didn’t know the language in which we whispered, yet I went on, with my eyes closed.
I fell to my knees. I opened my eyes. There was a pile of wood in front of me, a pile that was obviously freshly made. I lit a fire and stared at it, clearing my mind from all the things. I could feel a change in the wind, as if someone was dancing around me. I could hear a melody, a voice whispering in my ear.
The flames burst higher for a second and then went back to normal, showing me images of people dancing around me to the melody of the wind.
“Let it out, let it out,” they whispered in an unfamiliar language.
My eyes were gazing at them.
“Let it out,” they whispered again, as I looked up to the sky and screamed.
The fire rose higher, the dance got more intense, the melody louder in my ears. I felt the forest filling me, unlocking my inner animal.
And with this, I threw it all to the flames and fell on my back, breathing heavily as the figures disappeared and the fire died out…
19.04.2009
Replica
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