Drinking Dew

Description

Whispers of Her own kind drifted by; unspoken understanding flowed between spirits. Together they sensed the breath of heaven and earth, the shifts of wind and dew, their joys and griefs rising and falling with time. When the wind carried delight, She set the forest leaves trembling. When the wind bore lament, She lowered the mist, and the mountains sat in solemn stillness.