Raven’s Personal Log 1
Age-old dreams filled my aching body and slowly they took form within my slumber.
Green eyes of hers danced within her mind, taking form with silky black hair, his features now clearer than ever before. He was Cufean Lord of the green and cold. Strong arms like Johso wrapped warmly around her. His fingers tenderly stroking through her hair. Eyes holding each other in an endless trance. Sweetness of his lips pressed against hers. Shift of time and space as a little child jumps to her lap with the same silk locks staring back with the same green eyes. Flames burning bright and songs of life in the trees. Never alone and always whole.
I woke up with a shiver. The flames that danced in the box were fading and the darkness still hung. How many times had I dreamed that dream? It is wrong to be so consumed by want, but the dream was only a touch away. I could not help myself but to smile at the thought of Cufean. He is the man of dreams. Oh, Johso why did you allow me to entertain such things. It could be my downfall but it could be as you said the whole that I need.
I started to sing of the glory of the flame when I saw his silhouette upon the on the handrail, around the veranda. As I approached him he smiled and the warmth passed through and filled me. He rested his back against a post with his booted foot upon the rail and stared out over the land. I went behind him and looked over his shoulder so I could see as his eyes did.
Cufean spoke “Very different from your land?” I only could answer in a question, “Is the land of green always so dark?” He searched the treetops and replied “In a few hours the sun will come up and it will be as light at you want.” The smell of his scent filled my soul and carried me into melody. He spoke of the sun and other things but I can’t remember what. His voice took me to places of images and I could of listen to it forever.
He offered to show me the sun so I took his arm and he pulled me close and held me in a firm hold that made my tummy flip and my heart beat faster. He soared up into the sky. I foolishly spoke of flying in the trees and only mentioned the glides we do. I did a half /truth but would is scare them to know of the large dragons of the land. The books I read told me of men that would slay the mighty beast just because it was there. He came to a stop several thousand feet above the forest. Over head the stars of the “Milky Way” gleam like gems on black velvet. The “moon”(at least that is what Cat had called it) hang low on the horizon. He spoke of the stars and suns and orbits and oh so many things and all I could think of was of him. I again let myself be lost and spoke of the negative of my land. Why do I always make so many mistakes? But I forgot my words as I saw the sky turning orange.
Gradually the eastern horizon lightens, the clouds touched with orange and red. One by one the stars begin to wink out and the light increases. Red fades to orange…orange to yellow….yellow to a shining silver as the top of the sun creeped over the horizon. The fingernail of light grow, becoming blinding yellow, the sky faded from black to indigo to navy to a bright blue. His eyes filled with tears and I took a tear and tasted his pain. Then I did it. I kissed him. It was wonderfully warm and sent shivers all over me. He did not look surprised nor did he stop it, he just gave me a look and smiled brightly. I knew he liked it at that moment. He than turned and took me away to an “ocean”.
He dropped to the beach and stripped off his clothes. Every prefect muscle bare to the flame of his “sun”. Around the bend came the others Cat, Kara and the beast. Cufean ran and jumped into the water and moved like a watersnake out into the frightening water. He splashed and jumped and his body glistened brightly. The others joined him in the water and played in it. I mustard my courage and placed a toe into the liquid.
It did not burn so I place both feet into it.
Cufean laughed and the others teased and he came out from the deep towards me. He had the gleam of mischief in his eyes so I tossed a hand full of water at him. He lifted me up and walked me out into the water. I faintly protested but his cradling arms felt to wonderfull to worry of the water. He warned me to hold my breath and tossed me in. The rush of water covered me and salt stung my eyes but his hands brought me back up and I was safe with him. I felt the cold water making my bones ache again and my body shivered. That moment past to soon.
Shopping was to be done and Cufean called for towels for all of us and out of the thin air they fell. The beast man was nude and the cat man looked funny with his fur so ungroomed and clinging to him. Only Kara looked good in her clothes not so unlike my own. Cufean placed his arm around my waist and drew me tightly to him and told them all to meet him at the tree house.
He soared into the bright blue sky holding me tightly with skin against skin, his wonderful being filling every sense of mine. The cold wind brushed against me chilling me but his warmth kept me. We landed on the veranda and he released me and told me to get dry. Valoki swooped down upon Cufean and hissed harshly at him. I think my little friend was very mad at him for taking me. I went into the hut where I had slept and dried upon the covers and put on the robe I had discarded in the dark. I pulled my boots on and grabbed my staff.
The rest had arrived by the time I returned and Kara had changed her clothes Cufean ran his hand down the garment I wore and changed it to look like Kara’s. They took me to the land they called “Paris” Since I will speak of this to my people, I will close this section of my daily thoughts though more will come.
It is good to write what you have felt and done in order not to repeat mistakes and I am gifted in my mistakes. I only make them big..