I love walking in the woods; the sights and sounds mesmerize me. Some days the trees whisper; I know I can hear their voices. The soft green felt beneath me; the lovely canopy above my head. The breath of clean air surrounds me; the stillness fills me. A little glow, a light that moves with me. My heart is racing, but I keep still, waiting, hardly breathing... There she is, my little walking companion; my little forest sprite, racing with me. Is it a myth? Is it a truth? Is the light playing tricks with me? I think not. It is my forest sprite, keeping me company. We walk together, through our forest, my sprite and me.