Excerpt from "Quest of the Rainbow Bridge"

Well now I am really alone. In the dark. But apparently there is a darker place beyond the Magic Door, if only I can find a way to open the damn thing. I sat on the soft ground trying to figure out a way to go forward or return home, but just gave myself a headache. I remembered that I really did not have a home to return to anymore.Then I heard a soft sound, like rain dripping through the leaves. Someone was crying softly. I looked about and saw a strange creature sitting a little way off, sobbing softly. It, he, she…no definitely she…was whispy and ethereal, sort of a gray green skin with green, leafy hair. As I watched her, she looked up at me with diamond shaped, deep brown eyes. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen, and I felt that my heart would break as I saw her tears dripping from her cheeks. “Hello”, I said, “is there something I can do to help you?” “Hello” she replied in a voice like the rippling of a stream. “My name is Rowan, and that is my tree”, she said pointing to the fallen tree in which the Magic Door stood. “I’m a dryad and my tree is dead, so I am frightfully dead, and there is no one to bury my bones back in Mother Earth”. She began to sob again. I looked around again and then spied an oddly shaped skull lying in the pit left by the fallen tree. It looked like a big nut left by some wandering squirrel. “Here now,” I said. “I can take care of that for you”. She smiled at me and I felt my knees weaken. I quickly looked away and took the little skull in my hand. I laid it beside her and dug a small hole with my hands and gently laid the skull in the soft, dark earth, covering it completely and patting down the soil. She smiled and came to me. She kissed me…I think she did. I hope she did. I remember smelling the rich scent of earth and forest and then felt a flutter on my lips like a leaf in the wind brushing me gently. Next I knew I was lying on a bed of moss not knowing how I got there. I seem to have fallen asleep. To my right was the fallen tree and the Magic Door was gone, vanished leaving only what looked like an archway leading into a dark forest. On my left there was a small tree, not 2 feet tall, reaching out small branches and looking like a ballerina preparing to pirouette. It was a young rowan. As I started toward the Magical Gateway, the little leaves fluttered, though there did not seem to be any wind. I thought perhaps it was Rowan, waving goodbye and wishing me luck. I’d like to think that. As I passed through the gateway I was surprised to feel hot tears coursing down my cheeks and soaking into my beard.

Excerpt from "Quest of the Rainbow Bridge"


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Quest of the Rainbow Bridge…leaving the world and finding yourself. This is an excerpt from a photoillustrated book depicting actual photographs of the landscape and denizens of the Magic Forest.

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