Tale Weaver/Fairy Tale #124 – Forest Creatures

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It started as a childish pastime, first talking to the trees, then pretending there were fairies at the bottom of the garden.
The adults were right of course when they said there weren’t any.

They weren’t fairies at all.
They were her friends, her guardians, her kindred spirits, and although she didn’t realise it then, they presented time:
Past, Present and Future.

A lonely child, she’d always felt happiest in the forest.
The trees provided protection from the elements, and a hiding place for her friends.
Unlike her, they didn’t age, and could take the form of anything should outsiders pass by.
Her favourite were the butterflies, such a vibrant blue yet whose existence was never questioned.

After her parents died, they continued in their vigilance to protect her, keeping her from harm. They became her mentors and confidantes, caring for her in times of sorrow, distress or confusion.
She never married, had never wanted to, and was content with her life.

It wasn’t until her twilight years that everything became clear when they manifested themselves in their true form and welcomed her into their world.
Crossing over was painless as she became one of them, flitting in the forest waiting until a lonely child sat under the trees and marvelled at the beautiful butterflies.

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