Dawn.
Sun was rising above dark tops of trembling trees. It was another cold November morning.
Pale blue sky covered with white clouds greeted dark shadows with a cool winter smile. It was another morning, just a normal morning with a deep, special and magical story happening during the whole day.
They entered the forest at midnight and walked the tiny path hidden in high pale grass. Kaija walked fast and silently, Teller went near holding her hand. Haave stepped before them. He wasn’t angry with Teller (or Traveller as he called his friend). He knew him for years, but he never saw Teller so furious as he was at that moment before they came back to this world.
They went in silence sometimes talking in their minds. Once or twice Teller took Kaija and carried her in his arms because she was too tired to follow this neverending path.
Now she is sleeping in his bed. So silent and innocent. Pure angel who has left Heaven to walk the morning dew…
Teller lies near and looks at her with a loving and caring sight. Trying not to think he strokes her hand and hair. He’s trying not to make any sounds fearing to awaken her.
— Think something, please. I love your thoughts in such morns as this one. They always make my day beautiful and full of magic. — sighed she and kissed him not even opening her eyes.
— I just didn’t want to awaken you. You slept so peacefully… I…
Teller just looked at her. In his t-shirt she looks so weak and young. Like a child in a camomile field looking at you with dreamy deep-blue eyes with a tiny flower in her hand counting its petals. Innocence and purity dwelling in her eyes make him turn back in his childhood for a while.
— Wolf… Dark wolf. No, Shadow Wolf. I wanted to ask you one question.. — started she looking at him.
— Go on. You can ask me whatever you want.
— How, when and where we can change our forms?
— Well, anytime, anywhere. But you need training. I can help you with turning and changing.
— Yeah, that would be so nice. — smiled she.
Kaija looks at him with deep happiness and bliss. He touched her hand and eyeing her bent to kiss her lips.
She notices that she has no hunger feeling his warmth now. His touch made her wish never let him go.
‘You’re an angel. So dreamy and pure when you sleep so tight. I want to go to the fields with you today… There is a special present for you.’
‘I love you… Tumma Susi.’
Linlin's Poetry 