Magical Stories/Historias Mágicas

 When  Old Soul Meet It was dark. The night had fallen. The curtain of the day had drawn coming to its end. She sat by the window viewing the trees that stood proud and firm beyond and before her, as the wind blew and made its branches gently rock, dance. She sighed kicking off her shoes, rubbing  her feet as she lay to rest in the small peach sofa bed she sometimes fell asleep in.  She continued to view out the window as the night grew dimmer. Far away she could see a star or two and recognized it was Orion - the three stars in the center of a square. Again. She sighed. Was it the beginning? Was it the end? She untied and loosened her long brown hair that was set tight in a high ponytail. Her long pink fingernails brushed through her hair as she let go of the day. Then as she continued to view out the window, his image came into her mind. She had not thought about him for a very long time. An increasingly long time. The memories started to creep in and cuddle her to a good time that h

Pyrra's Magical Encounter Pyrra was walking barefoot along the beach. the sun was beginning to show its illuminated face on the horizon stretching its arms, hugging the rims of the extended ocean. She stood still taking in the spectacle before her that raised her soul, the way the sun gently rose up at the start of a brand new day. Was this the day? Was it really going to happen today? Her thoughts were permeated by the winds. She tried not think about it, instead she continued to inhale deeply observing the gentle waves of the ocean that softly caressed her naked feet. It was a cooling sensation that grounded her to the Earth.  As much as she tried to control her mind it kept easing its way into the thoughts about it. It moved into her mind the way the waves reflected on the water, some rough waves, some gentle waves, some peaceful stillness at moments. She had been waiting for this moment for over 4 years. She knew she had once failed and had felt she had been punished for it for