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of her kiss from his face.
Arching her brows mischievously, Kaitla replied, “Fine! I’ll remember that!” Jared’s deep gray eyes widened, his jaw dropping in surprise.
Smiling at Kaitla’s teasing, Etain held out a hand, “Come now, Kaitla. Let’s leave Jared to compose himself. We have much more ta’ discover.” Taking Etain’s hand, Kaitla couldn’t resist one last glance behind her. Sitting on the bench with his elbows on his knees, Jared winked at her with an embarrassed grin, watching with growing affection as Etain and Kaitla disappeared deeper into the garden.
~*~
Etain and Kaitla slowly made their way through the herbs lining the narrow stone path. Ancient and cracked, the weathered stones were grouted with spongy green moss. The path methodically wound its way through the gardens of the estate, ultimately ending up at the stone-lined spring they were now approaching. An ancient Pictish cross stood at the mouth of the gurgling spring. It had been positioned so the clear fresh waters poured forth from the center of the cross, the waters cascading into a deep pool below. The stones lining the pool were covered with slippery green algae, slowly blackening, as the water grew deeper.
Etain perched on a nearby stone bench, silently inviting Kaitla to do the same. Great oaks and hazel trees surrounded the peaceful spring. The leafy branches intertwined overhead forming a sun-dappled cathedral of tranquility below. The soothing sound of the bubbling waters was musical and healing. Kaitla began to understand all the myths of the healing waters and springs as a sense of peace slowly pervaded her senses.
Kaitla watched Etain closely, wondering why she had brought her here. “What does she expect me to do next?” she thought silently to herself.
“ I expect ye to listen and talk with me, child .” Kaitla clearly heard Etain’s words and yet she had not spoken aloud.
“ Etain?” Kaitla started to speak but quickly stopped, as Etain raised her hand for silence.
Nodding her head slightly in Kaitla’s direction, Etain gently smiled as she gazed deeply into Kaitla’s eyes. Kaitla clearly heard her voice again, “ Think to me, Kaitla, and listen to me with your heart. ”
Finally understanding, Kaitla stared hard at Etain thinking, “ CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?”
Bursting with laughter in Kaitla’s mind but merely smiling visibly, Etain replied, “ Don’t try so hard, child. You’re fair shoutin’ at me!”
Kaitla tried to relax a little, smiling sheepishly at Etain, “Oops, sorry.” She tried to think quietly and calmly but it was more difficult then she thought. Everytime she wanted to say something, well, she wanted to SAY something, not merely think it!
“ That’s because of the way ye grew up, lass,” Etain thought clearly to Kaitla. “Here in this realm, the people are too busy to take the time to listen with their hearts and souls. Those that do --fear what the others will say or do to them once their abilities are revealed, so, they usually keep their gifts a secret.” Etain rose, strolling over to the bubbling pool. She filled her cupped hands from the spring, then gently let the water escape in droplets through her fingers. The tinkling drops giggled merrily as they joined their fellows in the pool below . “Ye must cleanse yourself of the bustle of this world, child. Listen to nature, the water, the wind…all these things will teach ye more then I ever can.”
The more Kaitla watched Etain, the more she began to feel at one with all the rhythms of nature. Her heart began to fill with peacefulness. She could feel a small core of inner strength beginning to glow within her like a coal in a deeply banked fire.
Glancing down to the base of a gnarled old oak, Kaitla noticed the body of a tiny fallen wren. Old enough to leave the nest but perhaps too weak to make it’s first flight, it had fallen to the base of the tree where it had slowly died. Kaitla’s heart wrenched at the sight
Arching her brows mischievously, Kaitla replied, “Fine! I’ll remember that!” Jared’s deep gray eyes widened, his jaw dropping in surprise.
Smiling at Kaitla’s teasing, Etain held out a hand, “Come now, Kaitla. Let’s leave Jared to compose himself. We have much more ta’ discover.” Taking Etain’s hand, Kaitla couldn’t resist one last glance behind her. Sitting on the bench with his elbows on his knees, Jared winked at her with an embarrassed grin, watching with growing affection as Etain and Kaitla disappeared deeper into the garden.
~*~
Etain and Kaitla slowly made their way through the herbs lining the narrow stone path. Ancient and cracked, the weathered stones were grouted with spongy green moss. The path methodically wound its way through the gardens of the estate, ultimately ending up at the stone-lined spring they were now approaching. An ancient Pictish cross stood at the mouth of the gurgling spring. It had been positioned so the clear fresh waters poured forth from the center of the cross, the waters cascading into a deep pool below. The stones lining the pool were covered with slippery green algae, slowly blackening, as the water grew deeper.
Etain perched on a nearby stone bench, silently inviting Kaitla to do the same. Great oaks and hazel trees surrounded the peaceful spring. The leafy branches intertwined overhead forming a sun-dappled cathedral of tranquility below. The soothing sound of the bubbling waters was musical and healing. Kaitla began to understand all the myths of the healing waters and springs as a sense of peace slowly pervaded her senses.
Kaitla watched Etain closely, wondering why she had brought her here. “What does she expect me to do next?” she thought silently to herself.
“ I expect ye to listen and talk with me, child .” Kaitla clearly heard Etain’s words and yet she had not spoken aloud.
“ Etain?” Kaitla started to speak but quickly stopped, as Etain raised her hand for silence.
Nodding her head slightly in Kaitla’s direction, Etain gently smiled as she gazed deeply into Kaitla’s eyes. Kaitla clearly heard her voice again, “ Think to me, Kaitla, and listen to me with your heart. ”
Finally understanding, Kaitla stared hard at Etain thinking, “ CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?”
Bursting with laughter in Kaitla’s mind but merely smiling visibly, Etain replied, “ Don’t try so hard, child. You’re fair shoutin’ at me!”
Kaitla tried to relax a little, smiling sheepishly at Etain, “Oops, sorry.” She tried to think quietly and calmly but it was more difficult then she thought. Everytime she wanted to say something, well, she wanted to SAY something, not merely think it!
“ That’s because of the way ye grew up, lass,” Etain thought clearly to Kaitla. “Here in this realm, the people are too busy to take the time to listen with their hearts and souls. Those that do --fear what the others will say or do to them once their abilities are revealed, so, they usually keep their gifts a secret.” Etain rose, strolling over to the bubbling pool. She filled her cupped hands from the spring, then gently let the water escape in droplets through her fingers. The tinkling drops giggled merrily as they joined their fellows in the pool below . “Ye must cleanse yourself of the bustle of this world, child. Listen to nature, the water, the wind…all these things will teach ye more then I ever can.”
The more Kaitla watched Etain, the more she began to feel at one with all the rhythms of nature. Her heart began to fill with peacefulness. She could feel a small core of inner strength beginning to glow within her like a coal in a deeply banked fire.
Glancing down to the base of a gnarled old oak, Kaitla noticed the body of a tiny fallen wren. Old enough to leave the nest but perhaps too weak to make it’s first flight, it had fallen to the base of the tree where it had slowly died. Kaitla’s heart wrenched at the sight
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