All the action as one held an exclamation of surprise when she went into the water without raising the white clothes wet hours that pointed in the direction of the current and was twisted around her ankles: it remained motionless following the lightweight steam that enveloped the long branches of willow trees that touched the water surface. All other
distrusted by bathing in the stream. Only two small fauns
skipping flat stones on which appeared, joined her and crouched by it, the water clear as his eyes and his gaze to the water mirror.
Only she could see and know.
The ice melted away at the top and the second time in the snow land and streams on earth digging the bed as it was and how it will be after the winter where everything is still needed to sleep death, water returned to the truce of life and everything was new to the seed from the stone in memory of order four.
The earth is soft as the world and every place has no name and this trend is all the currents, all this green is green, this realm is all kingdoms.
He drinks and remember in order of five.
"What are you queen?" As they were always there, they woke up the ladies of the stream, clear dress and bare feet across the water without wrinkling, fish flickered casting reflections of silver, the branches of the willows were shaken, making the steam light.
It was now the new rule, which moves to meeting and scary. The little fauns
had a surge of anger, who had followed the fangs and snarled claws, while everyone else was getting ready to sing and dance. Queen Mab
laid his hands upon the heads of small and everyone is willing,.
"Your white dress is the new black." Said the lord of the river and the water began to swell. So it was
:
"From here and beyond the sea comes the flood." Queen Mab said.
"As long as there will be." And everyone did back because the way they had come up through the forest was a stretch of river that took to fill itself to win back the forest. The little fauns
jumped away to the banks.
Queen Mab was immersed to the waist:
"As long as you are." Ended and the women dived to dissolve in the river began to speak and to tell the past and future through the present without lap, all the dreams that they had been given Meals at it or by mixing drops of tears all the other drops, the joy that those who had moved had raised splash diving, gliding over the skin, vibrating to the sound of laughter.
Where however the water was heavy and cold, the measured tread of men without soul who preferred the bridges for their battles, not daring to cross it or confess. In the current
was the sweat of those who carry water from one place to another, where a thirsty land returned to the sky and the rain back to the river where she had been narrated as Queen Mab piercing crash of thunder and lightning thunder are the roots that sink into the ground and a cloud of silent blood washed off the rocks. What
filled her eyes.
Anyone who can hear the water will be dragged by the current and abandonment will find life. Queen Mab by black robe had come to know the fate of everything when the men crossed the borders of fairyland, and only the river will to remember and mourn for them.
She always looked terrible and was just hoping the dreams that run fast towards the sea without ever being taken, no one has as no one can count the waves.
Mab threw a last glance at the sky, something from the bottom had begun to call him.
In silence.
finally more serene, the river ran through the forest again and it was the background to each word or to an animal and man; Queen Mab opened his eyes to the sound of drums and the jingling of bracelets at the wrists and ankles. They had a huge creature called the green-skinned as gnarled bark of the river to drag it out. As gentle as he never suggested his appearance, laid it beside fire: it was the night fell and the moon rising, the river was golden, a long winding road riaffondava in dense black of the trees, where fireflies will only appear cold and distant stars. What
Queen Mab had seen no churches and no one ever knew.
Everything in its time
