Wapato

by Storykeeper of Fae

The sun is high in the sky, high over my head and the trees that filter its light into splotches of rippling radiance.

I walk onward in my hiking boots, ears open to the song of birds darting above my head. My eyes try to take it all in. I admire the beauty of my familiars, the trees. We’re on a first-name basis. My shapeless earthen-toned cargos and polo shift with each step I take, allowing some springtime air to rush in around my skin when the breeze reaches me.

I reach my destination at the bank of a small lake. Really, it’s not that small at all. But I live on the shores of Superior. Compared to her, all lakes seem small. The growing cattails and last year’s stalks sway ever so slightly in the breeze, and beyond them is this year’s growth of what I seek – wapato.

Suddenly, I’m a child. A strong, self-sufficient, independent child, but a child nonetheless. Stomping around in the mud will do that. I sing a childhood song about Superior as I perfrom my wapato dance.

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Wapato

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 3 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Very cute and a nice ode to nature. It’s quite lyrical and delightfully descriptive. Small point, just to be constructive, the repetition of ‘at all’ at the beginning of the third paragraph is a bit clunky.
    LoA

  2. Wapato

    Storykeeper of Fae's Buddy Icon Storykeeper of Fae

    Posted 3 months ago

    Thanks, I never would’ve caught that.

  3. Wapato

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    Posted 2 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    wow, this was really pretty. I can deffinatly see the trees and lake in my mind’s eye thanks to your description! =)
    LoA

  4. Wapato

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    Posted about 1 month ago

    wow this is really amazing and great description! wow I’d love to be there right now.

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