"Fresh 5 writing contest - (Hiding Place)"

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Hiding Place
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Art by @alexandravart

There is a place I go to hide, from the turmoils within, and the gazing eyes of the villagers, I would lay on the grass naked, with only my silk strap over my breasts, with my hair in the wind, it was the most magical feeling,It was at the depth of the forest, the exact place that was forbidden to the inhabitants of the creek island,it was even rumoured that there was a tree at it's center where the gods came to dance and share knowledge, that any man who reached there was bestowed with such wisdom that he became mad,the folklore making up this myth had different version and I knew them all,for grandma would sit us down at moonlight to tell us those tales, most were scary, others were funny,but they all had this enchantment about them, that I would most often dream about them, seeing myself in each dream, these were my favorite dreams and they had became my obsession.
Perhaps it was customs, for we were forbidden to talk about the Golden forest as we grew up, only the elders and chieftain talked about it with freedom and a kind of reverence I was yet to understand;this was the beginning of my curiosity.
My friends would always stare at me like a ghost,whenever I brought up the topic, saying with their eyes that they were the least interested in getting into the kind of problem I was cooking for myself.

My name is Tarila, the third daughter of the chief,the last child of three,I was royalty, and it was said that the blood of the gods ran partly in our vein, this kept myself and my sisters above the normal islanders, my sisters would always revel in pride of how our blood was of better substance than the other islanders,i never knew much but I knew we all had the same red blood, but then, maybe these substance they say is in our blood was gotten from the forbidden forest,i had a million twisted stories about the dancing place of the gods .

I fell in love with Dume,the potters son, not only because he was exceptionally cute, but because I had heard him talk about the golden forest amongst his friends without fear, he was my motivation and we planned day and night, everyday, of how and when we would go to the golden lair.
It was the appointed day, our day of adventure and escapade, Dume was nowhere to be found for hours, and I wouldn't let that deter me, though I really wanted to be there with him.
Passing through thicket of bushes,I finally came to the end of the path where the islanders used, this was the end of the road but the beginning of my journey, for I carved a way through the bushes and forged away, dodging many reptiles, which in my right sense, I would have screamed and ran away, I couldn't stop,for I was being pulled by a force far stronger and bigger than myself.

It was the force of Eden, the god's first creation, the garden of sun, I couldn't move again for it's beauty had the paralysis effect and I was dumbfounded,
It had a golden stream within and the fruits of every tree was alike, the grass all stood tall like the Savannah, the skies here were brighter and there really was the ambience of the supernatural, for I felt revived,strong,filled and agile, even though I just came from a far distance, my feet slowly gave way and I fell on my knees on the grass, this was my root, this royal blood root and a royal child was back home.
I ran back to the palace with speed,wanting to scream to the whole island of the beauty of the gods golden lair, but I reached the palace and couldn't speak, I had become dumb with nobody to tell my story, nobody would ever know where the golden lair was.

every fortnight,I would go to the golden lair, the dance hall of the gods and I noticed I could only talk when I was there,I would lay on the grass and sing myself to sleep, the royal song of the gods in their secret place,
I would swim in the clear water that shone with the reflection of the sun,and pick the fruit for meals;this was my place and I had it all to myself
It was said in the village gossip, of the beautiful daughter of the chief who couldnt speak but was the fairest of them all,I was the only one who knew the secret of my beauty, For I was cursed.
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what an interesting and creative story!! congrats

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I am glad you enjoyed it

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