The true meaning of that path

She invades her dreams, gliding through the dawn. She is faithful to her subconscious and does not leave her heart so easily. She owns her prayers, desires and wishes. She is infinity in time and space, the most honorable and heavenly song of all. She, who is light and serenity for her aura, is also the fruit of damnation and longing.

How was her face? When dawn breaks, memory gets weak and she feels dizzy trying to recover the moments in which she was so happy. Everything seems to have been a distant daydream, including the almost tragic end of her existence. Every detail of the past fades away and all she can remember is the warmth that emerged from the flowering fields of her favorite place.

Perhaps, she is recovering her senses and putting aside this inconsequential passion, which brought joy, but also misfortune. Perhaps, with the rainy summer of her lands, everything will look like a silly and unrealistic fantasy. Perhaps, that was the only moment to be completely happy and she accepts this gift from the Universe willingly. Because now the bells don't ring anymore and she already knows what she needs to do.

All the pleasures return when she abandons the desire to have the same fullness as when she looked at the castle and then had the chance to look inside her deep and revealing eyes. It's as if all the answers were always there, at her disposal, and only after so many months could she clearly see the whole adventure, that is marked with an overflowing ember on her skin.

While one had the whole truth exposed in front of her, with letters inside confusing diaries or long revealing conversations, the other gained clues in subtext format. In fact, the fairy always knew everything, but she deceived herself, so she could continue to enjoy such fleeting happiness. In the present, she knows even more about what the future could be, but she gives up on having control of the impossible.

If her eyes are consuming her words for so long and yet silence is reigning sparkling, it is because it will be like that, forever and ever, not mattering how much the emotions or possible enchantments are inside of her. If she doesn't want to stay, it's because she knows her limits and offers what she can offer, in the form of kind phrases or organized actions.

However, the fairy also knows that there is more inside the sunflower than she even knows. Her soul is like a stream, which is not always calm, polished and sensible. In her calculated steps there is also a hidden mess, which she seeks to bury. But, she no longer wants to focus on subtextual analysis of those who no longer admire her and will not be present in her life.

She wants freedom, sun, wind. She wants calmness, protection and coherence in her journey. It is for this reason that, no matter which side of the ocean she is on, she will intensely observe all those around her. Then, she will listen to the advice given to her on a rainy afternoon and will face the sunflower as in the beginning of everything, before the enchantment.

This will certainly be the most arduous task she has ever performed, but in the distance and isolation in her colorful tower, she will manage to achieve the desired success in her new profane attempt. After all, she was never a song, was she? And that is a mistake that the fairy can never make again.