Another post, as promised.
Rain pattered gently on the leaves, sprinkling down on me. My hair was soaked, but I didn’t mind; the rain was warm, anyways. I could see dark curls of hair dangling in front of my eyes.
I sighed. Peter hadn’t visited yesterday. I’d waited for him the whole day, but he hadn’t showed. He was a very mysterious boy. What could have kept him from the forest? Perhaps he had chores to do. Humans—they always had to work, didn’t they?
“Why are you looking so down, Nianna?” Vaele asked, bouncing towards me, water droplets spraying in all directions.
My eyes were focused far away. “He…he hasn’t come yet.” My lip quivered. Had he forgotten about me already?
“Oh, Nianna,” Vaele cooed, sitting beside me and patting my black tendrils. “You’re being ever so silly. Did Peter even say the specific day he was going to come back to visit you?”
Pausing for a moment, I honestly considered her question. Once I looked back, I didn’t recall him telling me personally when he would visit again—he just said he would. “You’re too wise, Vaele.” A reluctant smile crept to my mouth. “But I like it.”
Wrapping her arms around me in a wet hug, Vaele smiled into my hair. “You’re so innocent, Nianna.” After a moment, she added, “I guess all nymphs are. We’re young and innocent and naïve.”
I closed my eyes, letting the lessening raindrops fall on my eyelids. Soon, they stopped all together, and the sun broke through the clouds.