A Fallen Leader

It all starts with a vigorous walk in the woods.  An opportunity to stretch my legs and get my heart and lungs pumping after a prolonged period of sedentary isolation.  I divert from my usual route (a wide, moderately traveled path) and follow a narrow animal trail along the creek.  The diversion helps get me out of my head.  I immerse myself in nature,  inhaling the scent of damp earth and admiring the early spring wildflowers that dot the landscape.  

It must have been fairly late when I broke free from my tomb, as the darkness now descends quickly.  I know my way around these woods and have no difficulty making my way back to the wide path. As I emerge from the animal trail, I intend to take the left turn that will lead me back to the security of my prison, but to the right there is firelight and the sound of laughter. I know it is them.  My instinct is to flee as I always do.  My feet, however, appear to have a mind of their own.  

 I walk toward the firelight.  Of course they know I am coming.  The banter and laughter continue, but there is an underlying anticipatory tone.  I cautiously make my way to the clearing and stand among them.  The communication ebbs as eyes fall upon me.  It has been a long time since I have stood in their presence. I know I am a pathetic sight.  I, having once been their leader.  

We had flown together, disbursing our magic among the unfortunate.  A thankless job, I grew tired and weary and could lead no more.  I withdrew from the fairies, despite their efforts to console me.  I isolated myself in the woods; my wings lying limp.  I have no desire to reclaim my position, but I miss my family and the loneliness weighs me down.  Do I dare ask their forgiveness?  They are waiting.

Published by JJJ Interactive Books

Books and poetry.

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