The Forest Book One Part 15

a writing by Dwayne Leon Rankin

The Dream

Look for the one who holds the Staff
For he’ll be called the Forest Friend.
So do not scoff at him, or laugh,
‘Twas gave him then, the Land to tend.

A stranger to the Land, but not,
For born within, then hid Out Land.
Then taken there, when by Darkness sought,
He comes that all, in Light may stand.

Look for the One, who walks in Dreams,
Look for me where e’er would seem.
The Darkest places there to find,
To bring the Light to heart and mind.

Excerpt from the Travelers Song


He lay there on the ground, tossing and turning, softly muttering in his sleep. She could tell he was agitated about something but she was afraid to wake him. She knew the importance of Dreams and thought that he might be living one. So she sat there the night as guard against any surprises. She didn’t really expect any but thought that she should anyway. Wood Nymphs didn’t really need to sleep for as with most Elven kind, they could Dream while awake and conscience of their surroundings.
She knew that there was really no danger of any attacks of any sort but the mention of the Darkness had her worried. There hadn’t been any mention of it that danger for over a century she knew. They would have known. They all would have known for the Land itself would have shouted out the warning and the Trees would have communicated it to the Nymphads. And if for some reason, the warning might have been missed, then their Mother and her Tree certainly would have picked up on that fact.

And then he had had asked her about it telling her of what the Mother had warned him of. She had tried to take the time to pass on the word to her Tree and any other close by sister but she wasn’t sure if anyone was listening. It had been so long since any need for care was necessary.

The all of a sudden, the Traveler sat upright and shouted “My Staff “.
And the next thing they both knew was they it was there in his hands.
His eyes shot open and he surged to his feet crying out with alarm. But quickly she was up next to him trying to give word that all was ok. He was ok and his staff was ok.

“I had lost it, or I had thought I had lost it, forgot it back there at the Tree.”
“Don’t worry, it’s here with you” she said trying to calm him.

Slowly his breathing calmed down and he could think.
“Here, take a drink, calm down, no need to worry” she said in her soft childlike voice. Almost as if she was half singing it.
She held on to his arm and continued to softly croon to him in that special Elven way that she seemed to have. In fact that all the Wood Nymphs seemed to have.

He took one last calming breath and then slowly sat down next to her. He gave her a look of astonishment and asked “How did you do that?”
“Do what?” she asked.
“Make me to calm down so quickly. I thought I was going to have a heart attack from the nightmare”.

Sindara looked at him and said “That was no nightmare. Don’t you know that you were Dreaming?”
“Yes, I was dreaming, a bad one” he stated as he shook his head and grasped the staff closer to him.
“I thought I had lost it, or forgot it. Even thought that I had left it back at the Tree, the Mother Tree that is.”
She looked at him sideways and quietly said “You did, I don’t remember seeing you with it at my Tree and then when we decided to stay and rest for the night.”
“But it’s right here in my hands. How could I have left it and still have it at the same time?”
“Because it is one of The Staffs, one made to be carried by one of the Forest Friends”.

She stopped for a moment and thought back to her younger days of classroom studies. How did that rhyme go? She thought for a moment then softly sang,

Look for the one who holds the Staff
For he’ll be called the Forest Friend.
So do not scoff at him, or laugh,
‘Twas gave him then, the Land to tend.

A stranger to the Land, but not,
For born within, then hid Out Land.
Then taken there, when by Darkness sought,
He comes that all, in Light may stand.

Look for the One, who walks in Dreams,
Look for me where e’er would seem.
The Darkest places there to find,
To bring the Light to heart and mind.

The Traveler looked up and her and asked “Did you say something?”
She quickly shook her head and said “no, just thinking about how I am no longer so young a child”.

She then turned away and said “We’d better get moving or we’ll never find the Unicorn in time”, then walked ahead, leading the way as he came behind wondering in his mind what in the world was wrong with her.


And so ends, the first book of The Forest


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