My friend wrote this to me just then, she's a goddess

• There once was a boy called Matthew
• Who went out one day
• And never quite came back the same
• For on his journey
• He came across the oddest oddity
• There were circles of wild flowers, colour coded and perfectly round
• The loops went on for some time
• So he followed their trail
• He steppe delicately in the centres as not to disturb the posies
• It must have been thirteen minutes before he stepped into the final ring
• But when he placed his weight in the middle
• He fell straight through the ground
• He fell through the hole, surrounded by the brightest shades
• He fell right through red, yellow and orange, all the way to violet

  • ntil he Landed in a pool of water
  • However
  • It wasn't just water he came to realise
  • It felt like soft bubbles were tickling his skin and it was a colour that had never existed before!
  • He waded through the pool
  • Looking for a sign of where he was
  • But there was nobody to be seen, no longer could he see any of the sun's magnificent rays
  • All that lit the cove were the majestical colours, flickering as if alive
  • He swam in circles, looking for a way out

    • But still no way
    • He decided to dive under
    • Unsure of how deep the pool was, he drew an enormous breath, held his nose and immersed himself fully in the foamy-feeling liquid
    • Down down down he swam
    • His oxygen was being used up fast!
    • Instinctively, he opened his mouth, gasping for the sacred air he desperately needed

      • Of course, it was not air that filled his lungs, but the colourful liquid
      • He panicked!
      • However to his surprise, the liquid was not drowning him,
      • Instead, he felt faster, more agile
      • He could see clearly

        • And he couldn't feel the cold
        • There was a warm sensation building from within his chest
        • And within moments his skin transformed, becoming silky and reflecting the colours of the water with such gleam that the skin had in fact attributed an aurora effect
        • His ears became pointy (hehe) and he could hear all the echoes of the movements in the pool he ha once thought he was alone in
        • An enchanting song filled his ears, caressing his heart like no other girl ever had
        • He ha to follow the music
        • There was no conscious choice!
        • With his newfound strength the swim did not take long
        • And before him
        • Was the most beautiful young girl he had ever laid eyes on
        • He was entranced with her beauty and her voice

          • He swam right jn front of her, and saw into her golden eyes
          • She did not blink or shy away, she held his gaze and smiled
          • Matthew held out his hand to touch hers
          • "I must know your name" he said, still not losing her gaze
          • She opened her mouth, but what sounds left her lips were not of a language he understood
          • Somehow, without speaking her language, he could comprehend
          • It was as if fate had installed an internal translator
          • And the product was not words, not pictures
          • But a feeling
          • It told him, "What is more important than my name is my song. You will know my name when you know the last note"
          • And before he could say any more, her hand began to fade away beneath his
          • Her whole body was fading and being swallowed up by a brilliant light
          • It was as if she had never been there at all
          • The only remnant was the feeling he had
          • He thought about what she had told him
          • How could he know the last note?
          • It was an impossible riddle
          • But his heart told him he had to solve it
          • Matthew, so lost in love, had neglected to realise that the pool was draining

            • The liquid had already sunk so low that his head was in the air
            • He had swum so deep! The water was rescinding at such an incredible rate, although there was no knowing how long he had been down there
            • There had been no ledge above him, no land to walk on. The only way out was through the water, and the liquid had to be leaking out of a hole somewhere!
            • He scanned the cove for the drain, to no avail
            • Just as he had begun to lose hope of ever finding his way out, a piercing whistle sounded
            • Immediately he was swarmed with thousands of little creatures darting for what he hoped was an escape
            • He raced after them as fast as he could, though they were much faster
            • Just in time to see the last few squeeze through a tiny tunnel, Matthew caught up
            • Tiny tunnel, dragonfly-sized escapees, human-sized Matthew. It didn't add up

              • Scouring the silvery walls for a secret door, the water was slipping away to a critically low level
              • And he didn't know if he would be able to survive on air anymore now that his body had changed
              • He thought about the adventure films he had seen, the books he had read and the dreams he had created but none helped
              • With the added confusion of the golden-eyed girl's riddle, he was having trouble thinking clearly anyway!

                • The girl! She had disappeared, but maybe she had known the water was draining. He wasn't much larger than her, maybe that was the key.
                • He had to call her back, but how can you call somebody without a name?
                • He needed to solve the riddle, and not just for his heart this time, but for his lungs
                • He closed his eyes and tried to channel his emotions. He had felt her words, perhaps he could feel her song too
                • The warming in his heart seemed to trickle through his veins, filling every part of his new, unfamiliar body
                • The sensation reached his toes and in that instant, he heard it
                • The melody was sublime, the harmony intrinsic. It was indescribable. It was her heart song. She had stolen his heart, and now, it had become his heart song too
                • Lleliady. (ley-lee-a-dee) that was her name. It wasn't English, nor Japanese or even an ancient tongue. It was the language of the faeries, of the tweens.
                • He opened his eyes and there she was, her hair was like strands of glitter suspended in the water, but he had no time to bask in her beauty. Time was running thin
                • She took both his hands
                • Locking eyes, their bodies became freezing cold for a moment, then boiling hot the next.
                • The light came and then the darkness
                • He felt so light, so filled with nothingness that he felt completely full
                • When his senses returned, he saw her once more, felt her language.
                • "Matthew, you have shown your love, you have experienced our side. But you are not meant for my world. Not yet. Your life as a human is not complete, but your life with me, as someone between heaven and earth, your life in the tweenlands is to come. I will wait for you, but you cannot wait for me."
                  There was nothing he could say, not because he didn't have anything to say, but because he physically could not.
                  They walked together, hand-in-hand, back through the forest, past the flower circles, the gateway to the tweenlands. They walked in silence back to his home, but the magic between them was the greatest of all