Nameless One by Lily Lamb

Author:Lily Lamb [Lamb, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B018ZP5JN4
Publisher: Drew Publications
Published: 2015-12-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Days passed with the nameless one living in harmony with nature, watching out for his neighbors, the bats, and other small creatures.

He watched how the mountain and the forest made sure no human or evil spirit came close. The birds, beasts, and all creatures great and small lived in harmony. He heard from the animals and the whispering trees that there was a small village in the forest, well hidden from the outsiders. The trees whispered that the people who lived in that village knew no evil and did no evil. He listened to the stories of young lovers in the village and little babes growing in love. He was glad that the guardian of the forest found all the abandoned children near the forest and cared for them.

The nameless one was happy that there were loving couples in the village, and sighed, wishing he had a lover to hug and be with. How he wanted to be touched and to touch in return, smelling the scent of his lover. Alas, it was not meant to be, and this was his lot in life, and he acknowledged it, grateful for what he had.

It was winter when he heard a strange sound that resembled a bird singing with a sad heart. Was its wing broken? Did it lose its fledgling? Was it a male looking for its mate? The nameless one then realized that the sound was man-made. He was sure of it, because it was the sound of an instrument he’d heard long ago. He realized there must be a shepherd close by, playing his flute to lead his flock of sheep.

No one came near the top of the mountain… no one. He was so intrigued, wondering whether he was from the village. The nameless one sometimes heard, but never saw, its inhabitants. He clambered across the ceiling of his cave toward the opening, and listened for a while. Yes, it was definitely the sound of a flute.

The shepherd played a very slow and sad tune that drifted to the tip of the mountain. It was hauntingly beautiful, bringing tears to his sky blue eyes. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat as he listened to the gentle deep wail. Without thinking, he flew toward the sound, virtually gliding so the shepherd didn’t hear his wings flapping loudly.

It was dark by now, so it was easy for him to see a small flicker of fire in the distance. He gently landed close to the fire. He hid behind a rock so he could look at the man who played his flute as if he wailed for his lost love. The man’s face was hidden inside the felt cape, he wore to protect himself against the winter chill while his flock huddled together to keep warm.

He wondered what the foolish human was doing on the mountain in this weather. He wanted to ask whether he’d forgotten about the wolves in the area. The fire was so small that it could hardly warm the human.

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