Real life stories...

A wind whispers

I know it's been a long time since I wrote. TBH I had too much work to get done and my exams were near as well. However I still got time to write this amazing story. Hope you guys will enjoy it and also I am "hoping" to write a book about some fantasy thing. IDK if I will be able to do that but it's worth trying. Well....then enjoy this!

The day was young and bright when the sun stretched out her arms of hope. Dew drops of the old night glimmered on the hands of the young masters in the woodland realm. The restless mountains conquered the living land when I slept peacefully on the soft bed of the eastern lake. The melodious singing of the lady river aroused me with encouragement to roam around the journey that lay ahead of my closing eyes.

Though I had many names and was called by various tongues, I was commonly known as the 'wind'. I have journeyed through the cold mist and thick air. I have seen the pale light of hope in the deepest darkness. The joyful laughter and mournful sadness have echoed through the years of mine repeatedly. However, today I was venturing on a journey where nothing is expected and everything is unexpected.

North to South I blow

Slowly through the mountains flow

Light and dark, I caught

Under the golden gaze of Helios

Peaceful streams and cruel woods I passed

While humming a tune from the past

Made me halt for a new start

Below the soft leaves of the wooden-art

The evening light had already embraced the western sky when I sheltered myself upon the soft decayed oaken leaves. The calming company of the beautiful evening was playing with my heart when a shrill cry echoed through my delicate ears. I was startled. I had never heard of such a cry before. It contained a powerful melancholic sadness stirred with a mournful heart. I planted my gaze upon the strange creature only to see her blue eyes.

She was a bird. A bird that was painted in black stripes on a yellow background. Her ebony eyes showed the beauty of her kindred and her tiny beak glittered in the red light.

"What happened, my friend?" I lay beside her whilst filling the air with warmness.

"I cannot. I cannot live without them. I..." she sobbed through her words and tears.

"Be calm, my friend. It is no use in panicking. What happened has already happened." Though I slipped comfort words, I knew her heart was marred and it could not be mended. Woods rustled and a cold silence fell on the air until it flew away with the red light.

"I believe that this cruel fate of mine happened when I was away in the south to gather food for my....children. My nest was broken. A stranger had slithered into my home and eaten all my....bridlings!" She again covered her sorrowful eyes with her wings and the earth met another teary day.

I was speechless. Even though I have come upon various incidents such as this, I had not listened to them openly and had not felt it personally. My heart was shattered.

"My friend, I am extremely sad for you and your lost ones. I am heat-broken as well. Yes, I do not know the pain of losing a loved one or feel the sadness and melancholia of a person who mourns for her or his lost ones. However, I have seen it and those cruel memories still haunt me wherever I ventured. Therefore, do not give up as there is still hope I know that it is easier for one to say this but I meant every word I chose." Though I whispered my pitiful advice to her, I knew that her heart was hollow.