The only chapter
It was the last day of winter, edging on begin spring. The air was becoming much softer and sweet smells were drifting along with the winds, carrying from another side of the world. It was still a little chilly but people none the less gathered in the cold and barren fields without their jackets and scarves. The women were dressed in colorful dresses, ribbons loosely tightened in their hair as the men wore short shorts and linen shirts. Everyone was singing, dancing and talking excitedly about the summer to come. It had been a harsh winter, harsher than previous years and the people grew weary at the fact that they had to stay inside their homes for so long. But they forgot all about that when spring knocked on their doors with its soft and yellow light.
People were happy, gathered around and greeted old friends on this beautiful day. A young woman skipped out of the crowd, on her way to find some peace and quiet to enjoy this new weather. She was the oldest of 14 children and was glad she could escape of the crowdedness of the people. She sighed happily when she was a few yards away. A soft breeze caught her hair and played with it, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her hair softly caressing her skin.
She felt a tug on her wrist and she let her being dragged around the field. She was twirled and her dress twirled with her. The hand held her tightly but the touch was soft and warm. She didn't want to open her eyes, because the hand felt familiar and was probably someone she knew. Maybe her father or one of her brothers. She was softly pressed against a well-toned chest and felt the warmth radiating from it.
A warm breath covered her right ear and the person whispered with a gently low voice: “Can I keep you?”
She giggled which surprised her, because she clasped her mouth shut with her hand. She realized that this wasn’t her father or her brothers even, but something in his voice made her safe and secure. After a few seconds she released her mouth and whispered back with no hesitation: “Yes, always.”
The scent of flowers, of fresh fruit and freshly mooed grass became stronger as she felt two soft but strong lips upon hers, kissing her ever so gently. She kissed him back, unsure of what she just had promised.
“You ever heard of the spirit of spring?” He asked gently, while he caressed her hair.
She nodded softly, remembering that when a harsh winter left the ground cold and barren, the spirit of spring would choose a woman as a prize and will grant the people of the town fertile land. She had doubted that, that time would ever come to their little town, but she never stopped believing that is wasn’t true.
“And you still ventured out on your own?” He asked softly surprised.
“I needed to.” She said softly.
“You needed to?” He asked pulling her even closer. Their chests were closely pressed together as his arms were tightly wrapped around her lower back.
She shrugged her shoulders and whispered: “It was something my heart told me to.” She pushed herself a little off his chest and opened her eyes. The boy tried to tell her no, but when he gazed in her green eyes, he scooped her up and twirled her around.
“You can see me!” He exclaimed joyfully and spun her around once more.
The girl laughed at his wonder, because she had to look hard to see him. At first she saw nothing more than a wind figure with grass, leafs and flower petals. The harder she looked she saw bright blue eyes, dark short curly hair and a handsome face. She was afraid that he was naked but a small linen cloth was wrapped around his waist.
He stopped twirling, let her down gently and pressed his lips on hers again. This time she didn't hesitate and flung her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
“Do you trust me?” He asked when he pulled gently his lips from hers.
She only nodded in response and let out a soft shriek, when she felt him jump high up in the air, his arms around her waist pulling her along. The wind became stronger, pulling at her hair, her dress, even her skin. She wanted to scream, but his lips silenced her and she clung her entire body to his. She felt herself becoming lighter, even lighter than air.
“Open your eyes.” He said softly, nuzzling his face in her hair.
She opens them, a little hesitantly at what she is about to see. She looks, getting a glimpse over his shoulder and she gasps. The world is so much different, she can hear the birds sing their song and the trees in the distance are full with green leaves. She looks down and she sees her body lying in green soft grass, peacefully and at rest. In her right hand rests a golden flower, also known as a Gift of spring. She knows that the shine of the flower reflects the length of the grace of spring. She notice that the flower is shining brightly and she shield her eyes a bit by the brightness of the flower.
“When will it stop to shine?” She asked carefully to the boy next to her.
“Never.” He says with an honest smile and places a small kiss on her temple.
“Never?” She asks unsure and she cocks her head in confusion.
“I've found my queen, so spring will always come, even after the harshest winters.” He says with a broad smile.
She smiles back, finally at ease of what this all means. Her people will always be able to grow enough food for each and every winter that comes. She is shook out of her thought when he drags her into another dance. She laughs and giggles while the wind carries her sound to her mourning parents who can't help themselves and both smile.
They dance across the globe, sometimes touching the cold soil, reviving it and mostly dancing on the winds forever happy and both laughing out of pure joy.
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