Immortality

Note: Thanks to RobinKa for betaing. It was much appreciated.


How long had he wandered, searching for her, calling her from afar? Mountains, forests, and rivers he had traversed without rest, yet he knew no weariness. Droplets of seawater still clung to him, yet he felt no chill when the wind blew.

Once again he stood by her silver waters, as he had done of old, and heard her sweet singing mingled with their flow. He answered her in the swaying of the branches above, his voice whispering to her on the breeze swelling through the golden leaves. “I have come at last, my love. I shall wander no more.”