to the dreamers

an entourage of fairies

here's a little bit of magic for you <3

---

the vines were a

tangle

of forest green

some of them

so dark

that they were

nearly black

they seemed to

shimmer

with an

ethereal glow

like that of a god

or a specter-like

spirit

the moss trailed

down the path

over tree stumps

and fallen logs

winding its way

across the

wilderness

like a sort of

red carpet

they padded along

over it

golden crowns

and obsidian

daggers

that glittered like

midnight

and were

sharp enough

to slice through

bone

their eyes were

oddly beautiful

no two shades

of iris

the same

deep blacks and

shimmering purples

soft hazels and

grays like the

impending storm

rain began to

fall

then

droplets of heaven's

tears

pattering onto the

petal-scattered

earth

skirts rustled

and were clutched

high

above the puddles

as they formed

in the footprints

of those who had

passed here

before them

the mud squished

between bare toes

the bells on anklets

quivered

in the gusting breeze

that had picked up

somewhere

off in the far distance

something howled

they froze

and if you hadn't

seen if with your own

eyes

you wouldn't have

believed it

but they

disappeared.