Matt began to regret not to take additional clothing before wandering off into the depths of the forest. His hands were bruised and with only the last of sunrays he was slowly getting cold. The terrain was quite harsh and Matt struggled to walk up the hill. The laughter was distant, but it seemed as if he was headed in the right direction. Birds and crickets accompanied his stroll through the rain excavated path, which led easily up the hill and so it happened that he caught a glimpse of glowing white dress. Matt stopped and stared in the direction he thought she was, but then he saw movement more to the right. "How fast is she?" He wondered. Blood rose to his limbs and made him warm as "Her" took a peak from behind a tree. Her eyes - even from the distance - were blazing and piercing him straight to the soul. Matt was speechless and so she just smiled and then let out a slight laugh before speaking.
"Hello there shy-one. What a lovely evening we have. There will be full moon, I feel it in the air and ground. It will be bright and bind the world in a silver haze. Would you like to watch it with me?" Her voice was godlike - soft, teasing and inviting. She came from her hiding and held hands behind her back, moving from her toes to heels, barefoot. It seemed as if she was always lost in thoughts as she kept looking around endlessly. Curious about the details of the world. How the leaves of a bush were growing, how the bark was crumbling and how the twilight made parts of the trees eerie. It seemed to Matt that she was part of the scenery rather than human invading the untouched nature.
Matt swallowed and said: "Yes, of course I would, but it's getting cold. There's a house not too far from here, let's take some clothes from there. We might as well watch the moon from there."
"Oh my dear shy-one. Don't you worry about the nightfall chills! I have better things to warm you with than clothes. Just you wait until we reach the place. Come now! We shan't miss the moonrise." And off she was into the dark. Matt ran after her. Somehow all the worries were gone. His focus was only on her, all of his senses and thoughts sailed towards "Her".
Each time he was nearing to get close to her, she ran a bit, laughing and panting. It was a game and it was getting faster and thus harder for Matt to reach her. He had to sprint and found himself laughing like a child. Driven by the trail of ardent scent "Her" was leaving behind. A natural fusion of strawberries and wheat, summer dreams and heat. Suddenly she stopped, but Matt was too excited, completely immersed in the game and smell, he hugged her from behind - and it felt right. She fondled his arm and pointed in front of them with the other hand. They appeared on the edge of a vast meadow with a tall oak in the centre.
Her smell was so intense it made him grow and he wanted to stay like this forever, but "Her's" nature was different. She liked to tease him and so she broke free and ran towards the tree. Matt was still enamoured by her heat and it took him few seconds to chase after her. He found her stretched in the soft grass near the oak. Her dress was torn in places and dirty, but he didn't mind - and neither did she.
"Will you stand there all night or will you warm me with your presence here beneath the sky?" Matt didn't hesitate and lay close to her, still catching breath.
"I have to ask, my lovely fairy. Who are you?"
"Who are you?" she asked in return.
Matt thought of an answer for a while, starring into her deep blue eyes with a smile he couldn't hide. "Well, I am me. I am a man. And my name is Matt."
"I'm glad to have met you Matthew," she laughed again and stared into the millions of stars above.
"And how do they call you?"
"How does who call me?"
"Other people."
"There are no other people. Just you and me and the starlight. Soon the moon will arrive, but we have yet to wait a bit."
