Photo-story: Take my hand
When you read this story, imagine you are living it, and remember that special one person that you saved or wanted to save, or that special person that meant everything for you, and if it went wrong, dream how it would be if everything had been right. Loving is dreaming. We always love a dream, and the act of loving is what makes us happy and fulfilled. Even when it's aimed at wrong sources, people may be wrong, but love is never wrong.
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I found her at the park. Soon we were talking, having a walk, and trusting each other. We had the feeling of having met before, which was actually true.
On the fist days we just began talking about trivial things, but each day we returned at the same place, with hopes to find each other.
When she had enough confidence, she started to say strange things. That her real mother was a tree, and things like that. I just looked at her deep green eyes and nodded. I would believe anything that those eyes told me.
Her father was a king, her mother a dryad. Her father kidnapped her when she was a seed.
Everything was right, yet absurd. But not to me.
For the rest, she seemed the most caring, loving, and stable person I have ever known. She adapted herself to what was around her, always seeking the light. Her love was growing in me like ivy.
Anyway I was not normal at all neither. I was a time traveler, a Lord of Time. She believed me when I told her I was a wizard, without even blinking.
"Sioul, the world is stranger than we can imagine." - she said- "Everything that was, will be. Everything that will be, happened before."
"Do you know why I am here, Tamzyn?", I asked.
She just nodded, and say "I know you are here for me. After 300 years, nothing surprises me".
We knew that we were brought together for some reason. That the things that happen now, are a reflection of something eternal.
We were followed by the security guards that walked around her -all the time- at some distance. They thought I was harmless, just a boy more or less her own age. A spell also helped to twist their minds and confuse them to the point of allowing me into the house.
Obviously they had not been informed -by the Council- about what she actually was, and had no clues about me. She had been having the most docile behavior, just waiting for me to appear. So she had some degree of freedom.
She shown me her room. The walls were covered with illustrations of plants, and she was wearing a shirt with printed trees.
"These people won't let me go. They keep me here against my will", she said.
Unconsciously, she moved a hand to her hip, like going to draw an nonexistent sword, then she frowned and remained in silence.
We both had the feeling of having met before, but at the same time, it was all like the first time we met, because the Council had created a bubble in time to take her away from me. But I was going to claim what was mine. And we belonged to each other.
"I'll tell you a story, Tamzyn. There was a man in Spain, who was actually a fish. He was found as a baby, and cared as if he was a normal human. He was the fishman of Lierganes. He was trapped and unhappy as a man, and everybody thought he was retarded or weird. But one day, he jumped at the river."
"And what happened?", she asked as she looked at me in awe. She looked so timeless. May she have 22 as she was supposed, or 300 years... all the time she may look the same, as I knew she was just a magical being trapped in time.
"When water touches his body, Francisco stops being a man. Scales grow on top of his skin. Fins replace his arms, and he swims. Moving faster in the water, jumping on the silver waves of the river, the fishman dives deep, onto the sea, and he becomes what he ultimately was: a fish".
I waited some seconds, and continued "I know that you are not crazy, I know what you are. You don't have to remain here, in this situation. Be free and be with me. I know there are creatures between one world and the other, and you are one of them. I know".
After that, Tamzyn remains in silence. Then, putting her hair back with a shy gesture, she said "Sioul, if you are a wizard... Show me how you do those spells, and I promise you... I promise that I'll run away with you".
I just made a gesture and the window exploded, but the glass touched the ground without any sound.
"Take my hand", I said, and I jumped out through the window with her.
It was much more fun if we did all that we could as normal people, so we ran through the fields, leaving the confused guards and the house behind.
All was being left behind: the people who considered her perturbed, the disguised clerics of the Council that trapped her in this world, and her humanity.
We stopped after some time, panting, and she rested her back against a tree.
She smiled, and we kissed. We didn't had to even speak, we just enjoyed each other, under the setting sun. The touch of her body below the skintight shirt made me crazy. I didn't want to hurry, though.
We just slept a while under the trees, embracing each other.
In my dream, I saw Tamzyn, but with greenish skin. Her hair was also green, and plants grew around her. Then I realized that I was awake. She told me to continue sleeping, and I drift again to unconsciousness, dreaming with her body and her presence.
Then I woke up again. She was by my side, in a peaceful sleep. She opened her eyes, smiled to me, and I helped her to stand up.
"We should go somewhere and eat", I said. We walked, hand in hand, until we reached a shopping center. I was so proud having her by my side. Everyone looked at her. Everyone thought she was someone they knew, or someone they liked. But she was just Tamzyn.
She ate as she had not done that in ages, then we drank some wine. We stroll through the boulevards. From one of the windows, we saw that outside there was a funfair.
The lights of the rides, cotton candy, and Tamzyn.
We took some tickets for our favorite attraction: the Ferris wheel.
Watching everything from above, with her head resting on my chest, I just felt in peace. I could dive in the green pools of her eyes.
I felt the power, too much to comprehend. Everything going slower: the cries of people becoming deep, the movement of the wheel. Then, it stops, everything stops.
In an eternal moment, time itself stops. We just have an eternity for her and I, looking into each other's eyes.
"We don't have to go back, my nymph.", I say. "Save yourself from everything, Tamzyn", and I added, accepting my own vulnerability, "and save me with your love". Because when we want to save someone, we also need to be saved.
That way, as a hero that is injured, I saved the princess and the princess saved me from my wounds. We gave each other what we needed: humanity and renewal.
As an answer, she just cuddled against me, offering her lips. We kissed in the Ferris wheel, and then time moved again, but the world was not the same anymore.
That night we took a fast train, to another city, as far from her captors as possible. When they come, I'll be ready. But now, we just run.
We love cheesy motels. No one will ever suspect we are there. No one will suspect this heavenly creature is a nymph, and no one knows that in casual places, magic hides.
As if we were uncovering a present, we undressed each other. We took our time, as we had all eternity. I loved every fold of her skin, every piece of flesh, every drop of blood running though those veins.
It felt like the first time you uncover your lover, and your hands run over her skin, and touching is a discovery and a pleasure at once. You've felt that before. And everything is perfect, and your fingertips feel like they're made to touch her.
That day, we just did nothing but being two animals, not even human, two lost survivors of different species but feeling the same love for each other.
Blinded by her perfection, I loved her in all the ways I could.
And this is how we managed to be together, in this world. Now we have no barriers, no limits. I just live to see that smile. I just breathe from her breath. I just have a heart because it beats for her.
Whenever I'm alone with her, I feel at home. We all have sacred moments in our memories, and in mine, she will always be that girl on that cheesy hotel, when I slept with her for first or eternal time. Someone who accepted me, loved me, fully, as I am.
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