The Guardian

Woods 2015 005

The two of them were hiking deep in the forest. The two young lovers had only met a week ago, and it had been one adventure after another. Today though, they had veered off the Appalachian Trail, and the two hours of following a deer path, had produced nothing but apprehension.

Heather and Jason talked quietly as they hiked, about which way they should go, when the deer path ended in some heavy brush. Jason took out his large hunting knife, and began clearing a path straight ahead of them. The sun was setting, it was getting darker, and neither of them liked where they were.

Suddenly the ground gave away, Heather screamed, and both of them went sprawling, down a large ravine. And then they were not in the ravine, but they were still falling, somehow flying. There were no colors, only grey and black, still falling, they yelled and silently prayed for God’s help. They were falling, flying, and then they hit the ground with a thud.

Colors began to return, and they could see the grass, but around them was only a blur, were there trees? They were dizzy, but everything came into focus as they adjusted their eyes. They sat up on their knees, and a huge wind began to swirl around them.

There were leaves everywhere, and the leaves were first in chaos, but then began to come together. As the wind roared, the leaves came together in the form of a shape. Heather and Jason just looked at each other and reached for each other’s hand.

The shape made of leaves began to look like a tree, and yet there was a face, with a set of eyes. There was still a wind but it began to die down, as the tree looked at them. And then the tree shape made of leaves, spoke softly in a woman’s voice. “Please do not come any closer.”

Jason decided to be brave, and asked, “Who or what are you?” The tree shape made of leaves spoke softly again, “I am the Guardian.”


To be continued.


Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

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