TWO - Owl
It was at a nice hot summer night...
One of these nights, when the stars
on sky are shining brighter, than all of the other nights. The Milky Way, was like a scarf
of silver star dust. Like Galaxy was trying to hug the Earth. The big full golden Moon was
hanged on the ridge of mountain on the west. It's light was making strange shadows on that
strange land. Since it was that Magic Night, when the real things were looking so unreal,
and unreal ones were becoming more real than the real ones...
An owl was drifting in the air
above the trees in the lap of the mountain. It seamed that that creature of the night was
looking for something. Suddenly the bird changed it's flight direction towards some high
rocks. They looked so strange, weird, mysterious.. Were they a play of nature, or human
hands were formed them? Or were they some formidable creatures from times of magic, turned
into stones by some great powerful mage? Some ruins, from maybe old ancient times, were
connecting these rocks. Still some wall here, like it appears from the rock. Some white
marble column there, still standing straight. Some others broken lying down around.. Some
part of stone railing, carved as a fine tracery, still keeping it's elegant beauty..
The owl landed there, on a place that seemed to be a part of some tower. It was so tired!
It was flying all the night, following the call of his heart.. trying to feel, to remind
something.. or some one. The owl only knew, it had to find that right magic place, before
that magic night had ended! It was there. So, the tired bird could rest now. It closed its
big amber eyes. It was so nice to feel the old spirit of that place. The power of
Universe, that was coming to it from the sky. The owl let its mind fly back in time, and
the time ran towards it! A breezy wind ruffled bird's soft feathers, bringing to its ears
a triumphant beautiful music. The music of Celestial Spheres! And it becomes louder and
The Owl opened his
eyes, and looked down to his... hands. He touched his face. A soft short beard, long hair
curling over his shoulders.. He was a man again! He laughed exultantly, then he take a
look around. That man was lying on a big white bed, with carved columns on its four
angles. Semitransparent white canopy around, waved by a breezy wind, coming from among the
nice marble columns, forming the opening to a big terrace at the far end of the room in
front of him. The room was big, it's walls were hiding in the darkness, but he knew, there
should be the nice oil painting pictures on them and swords and a shield, and some other
weapon hanged there too. The Moon light was flooding the green marble floor, and the
terrace, making the strange shadows from the tracery carved railing. He knew that down
under it, there was a nice garden, with the most beautiful flowers of Dreamland, as he
could hear the magnificent songs of the nightingales, that always lived there. The man
laughed happily again. He was in his favorite bedroom, in his own castle! After a thousand
years past, he was finally back!!
He looked at himself again. It seamed everything's all right.. He try to feel the
Universal Force, the magic power just called Love. He looked at his heart, and he found
there a vision of a young woman with a nice reddish hair, beautiful blue eyes, and so
charming smile.. And, yes! He felt that power filling him! Shivering all his body from
toes to the top, making a golden aura to shine around him.
It seams he had his magic power back! But for real use the Power of Love are needed two...
Was really somewhere a girl which soul vibrations replied to his ones? The girl, who
could love a just a bird, some owl?..
Oh, but where and when, that Princess of his heart was now?! Was it not enough, that they
were separated maybe by a half of world, but by a thousand of years too!!
Well, what the Power of Love is for then!?! The man rose his hands, his brows wrinkled,
trying to concentrate. Between his hands formed a little glowing point. He closed his
eyes, and try to send all of his tender feelings, all of his ardent desire, all of his
love there.. The glowing point became a big whirl of flames. Than he told a spell, he
called her. "My dear beloved! Just hear me! Please, feel me!.. Be with me!!!..."
The whirl turned faster in a crazy dance of flames, growing and growing. An opening
appeared in it's center, and a beam of nice blue light came from it. Did she hear his
desperate call? Did she feel his longing about her through the space and time?? Oh, yes!
Nothing could be impossible if two souls, two clear minds are searching for each-other !!
And that light beam was a reply coming right from her heart! The man felt it, and with a
happy smile he opened his heart, his mind, towards this beam to intertwine her feelings
with his ones. And the beautiful bright bleu light flooded all around..
here.." Even no one of fairies could have so nice and sweet voice, like this, he
heard! So tender, so innocent, with such intonations, revealing her so sensitive nature,
that just melted his heart. At the same time he felt a warm soft girl's body in his arms.
The man opened wide his eyes, and they met her wonderful ocean-blue eyes.
"Ah, did you take me here, my Charming Prince... or..", she blushed shyly,
noticing just now, that he was completely naked, until she was dressed in a nice white
silken nighty. Anyway, she snuggled happily to his chest. "..you just came in my
dream..", they finished her sentence together. She could hear his heart beating like
if it wanted to jump out. His fingers fondled tenderly her face, touching so gently her
brows, nose, lips, chin, cheeks.. As for him she was the most sensitive, fragile, and
precious thing ever!
"How nice your hair is!.." the man whispered, his hands enjoying with caressing
it. Her long beautiful hair was streaming down, like a copper-golden waterfall, almost to
the her delicate ankles, over her bonny pale shoulders, letting them shine like
mother-pearl on the moon light. His eyes were smiling, full of love.. The girl
smiled too, but then she was upset of something. "Was it... was it my hair, you like
the most of all of me??" The girl asked with a hesitating voice.
"Hummmm.. Let me see, what of you I like the most of all!", he smiled, "it
is.. your smallish nose!" He kissed her nose, and she giggled surprised. Her
eyes opened wide, since she couldn't believe much to this. The man noticed what her face
expressed, and laughed, "No??.. Then it's your chin!", he kissed her little
chin. "Or.. this, what is between...", the man said playfully, his lips found
her slightly opened lips in a tender kiss. She kissed him quickly in return, then her fine
tender arms embraced him tight, their lips connected again, their tongues caressing
each-other in an ardent play. Young woman's body curved like a bow in his arms. She
snuggled up to him as close as she could. Warm, full of desire suppressed for so long
"But how it could be?", you'll say, "They didn't even knew
each-other!" It could! Since everything is possible in dreams.
And the world had disappeared!.. The Universe was just an eternal pink cloud!.. Nothing
still exist, except this girl, the Princess of Sweet Dreams, and her wizard, her knight,
her magic Prince of Night, The Owl!
They were lying on that huge white
bed, still breathing hard. Still embraced, completely satisfied, a bit wet, very tired,
and very very happy. The man sighed deeply, then released her gently, and carefully went
back of her. He was looking at her magnificent young body with such gentle pleasure... She
smiled shyly, as actually she did so too. They both just could not take their glowing by
blissful love eyes off each-other.
"I love you!!", they both said at the same time. "You are my
dream...", they said this again at the same time smiling happily. Then the young
woman closed her beautiful eyes, and... she fell asleep.
Even both of them had said the same, this time they had meant different things. The girl
had meant that all of what had happened then, had been just a part of her dream, as she
had been sleeping in her bed at home. The man had meant something more. "You are my
dream!" he said again looking at the sweetly sleeping girl, his heart overflowed by
tenderness, "You are everything, that I've dreamed about for all of my life!!!"
The first beams of the rising sun, slid there, and like a soft rubber, make
dimmed, then disappeared the picture you've just seen.
An old owl was sleeping in a dark hole, somewhere in some ancient ruins.
A nice girl was sleeping in her bed, in some common home, somewhere in the wide world.
And a nice smile was still shining happily on her sweet lips...
© The Owl