The olde knight looked in wonder at this place… the sunlight streaming in on gossamer curtains… the smell of the woods… the simple chatter of leaves as they applauded the scene…it had been too long since he’d walked here…too long since he’d traveled back to this splendid grove. Would she know he had been here? His mind flooded with so many memories of how he’d fallen under “the spell”. A small grin widened upon his face as he recalled their first meeting. Did she ever recall such gems? He pondered this for only a moment, before his smile widened even further. Yes, he knew she cherished this beloved sanctuary as much as he did and surely her memories rivaled his own.
Drawing in one last deep breath before he returned to his mount, the olde knight closed his eyes and turned his face towards the sky to let the sun wash over him one last time. As he turned to leave he heard the snap of a twig and the rustle of leaves, and before he could spin completely around the stranger had disappeared into the trees.
