Alyxander McLean

Guardian of the Forest

I closed my eyes as my wings drifted softly over the forest bark and ferns. I took a deep breath and pulled in the fresh scent of nature. It had just rained and it’s lingering moist aroma was still hanging in the air. My wings hit familiar leaves and I opened my eyes to look over at the familiar strawberry bush. They were large and red, perfectly ripe. I nimbly picked a few off the bush, savouring every bite. It’s sweet juices burst into my mouth and I smiled. Nature was such a wonderful gift. The sweet strawberry fragrance mixed with the musty odour of the fresh rain; and to me, it was perfect harmony.