Jenny Dolfen

Once upon a Haunted Forest: A Strange Wind

Added 2021-10-30 16:13:11 +0000 UTC

My favourite part! ^___^ And a favourite image, too! The colouring went easier for this, too. After a month of using the iPad to draw and paint almost every single day, I feel I've got what I was aiming for. Thanks to Inktober!

Agnes stood still, the Guardian’s voice echoing in her mind, as clearly as if he was standing beside her.

When the Light is free at last
The Guardian comes to his high-wrought Halls
Follow the Light
To end of night…

“Well,” she said slowly, “they kept her locked up, didn’t they? They never followed her.”

“But you did,” said the Light.

“And you led us here,” said Peef.

Shining Key unlocks the Gate…

“It’s you,” whispered Agnes.

They turned to her.

“You are the key,” she went on, in the same low whisper. “The shining Key. It’s you.”

For a while, none of them spoke. The carved stones in the mound seemed to hum and pulsate with a golden glow like a beating heart, and the Light began to radiate with the same rhythm.

Then came Peef’s quavering voice. “So this is good-bye?”

The Light hovered close to him, and embraced him briefly. Her brightness was now so strong that it almost swallowed the little bird.

“Farewell, my friends,” she said. “May we meet again!”

As the Light slowly sank onto the mound, Agnes had to close her eyes against the brilliance that suddenly emanated from it as the lights mingled. She glanced up again when a mighty wind swept up from the mound, light or air or music or an indistinguishable mix of all three streaming out in all directions, filling every corner of the clearing, of the forest, or possibly the world, lifting her heart and soul.