Chapter 31: Only to remember

I was a newcomer in my fairy land. In every black moonlight night all the fairy of the land had a good festivity moment in the earth. We all gather to enjoy the dark moonlight night, sing and dance, eat and drink, most of all, we tried to do something good for earthlings on that night. It was a volunteer social work for us. However, the black moon was an unusual celestial event for us that occured about once every 32 months and it also sometimes only occurred in certain time  zones. The pale moonlight glittering on the river bank looking gorgeous that night and I was little bit feeling sick as well, so I took a break from our celestial event and find myself a shelter under the pale moonlight in the big water lily to take nap for a while. But I was sleeping like a whale under the sea. The festival held for 1 to 3 days up until the new moon showed up but as I said I was a frog prince that night, did not sleep for a month but if any princess founded me that night to kiss then I would probably turned into a prince charming. But, alas, I was as good looking, handsome as male fairy wrote it down in the books for the little cute girls. When I woke up, it was morning, beautiful sun rose to the empty sky, birds were singing their daily rhythms in the air, sounding very peaceful, I was sleeping in the big pinkish white water lily, all over the small pond those water lilies were dancing in the water like a cheering seductress, the whole pond was surrounded by the varieties of big, large and small trees, shrubs, small flower beds, few tiny little white rabbits running all over the places, colourful butterflies hovering in the air landing to the waterlilies for taking the sweet nectar from it. The whole new moon festivity ended last night while I was sleeping. I was feeling glad that I was accidentally slept in that darkness with water lilies. The whole place was so beautiful and far from the human crowd that it's beauty was not compromised. At that moment, I heard a melancholy sound of a woman from the distant place, it sounds so sad that I was feeling bad for her. Her mournful hymn was seeming whispering in my ears. After half an hour, I gathered my balls then followed her voice. It was little chilling at first though I was a male fairy but I was not that much of a brave man fairy like an old classic fairytales that whenever occasion calls, I would be the super hero to jump on it, to encourage myself I needed time that I took. Hence, I was walking behind the hymn sounds where it was coming. A small hut in the woods along with shallows under a big old mahogany tree, seemed really lonely place, I was moving in my silence to the entrance door of the hut from where the song was coming. I was looking for the way to get into the hut when I saw her in her backyard on the garden with her trained dog. She was singing very diligently and her dog was sleeping. I took my tiny little form to sat on her shoulder, I noticed that she was not seeing me or the wasps that sat on her lap. I ran off all the wasps from her lap as I was an invisible to human eyes, no one could see me but still something was unusual about her, she probably could not see with her eyes, might be blinded by the cruelty of nature of human beings. Her serenade was claiming it. At the end of her song she cried. I was feeling bad for her. I had no idea what was the reason of her sadness but I was curious to help her. It was a mid evening when she went to her hut. I was sitter in her shoulder, invisible male fairy shyly smiling to my own generosity because I never acted such. She was heading to her bedroom to undress herself for the refreshments. As I thought, she started to undress, one by one, slowly but gently while humming, she was getting naked infront of me. In my life as a male fairy, I never got any chance to know myself as a man or even realised. I was ogling her whole body, inch by inch, the smooth texture of every curve, the pinkish hue that was glowing from her skin under the yellow candle light, I couldn't help but to touch it by my naked bare eyes. She was a venus de milo to me without her sight but with hands to hold me in her bazooms that was encouraging me with welcoming arms to find my inner peace in her. I was in my first time blooming time, hypnotised by her body, few ups and downs every corner with little hesitations but still I was not distracted by it, my inner passionate man's pride was emerging like a sleeping volcanic reaction. I didn't noticed when I grew upto human height from puny little size. I made her unconscious with my little dust of sparkles and laid her in the bed, she was looking so tired, innocent little human to me that I didn't felt the guilt of taking my chances over her. I took off every leftover clothes from her body, tried to kiss away her decades of agony and pain, explored every corner, nothing left to hide from my lecherous eyes, her every imperfection were caressed by my lips, the depths of her despaired were embraced by my virgin hands, slipped into the darkness of the forgotten jammed chasm, I felt alive that night. Her every inche was a new wonder to me, I didn't know why, but I couldn't thought about anything but to only love her that day. Her scented smell of womanly aroma from her depth of sea wanted me to love her more. I spent the whole night that day loving her. The next for some reason, she was very lively to her every work. She had a maid to take care her needs, a dog to assist and property that only belongs to her. She had a leased property to pay her expenses. In one word, good happy life for blind woman without any man in her life. However, it turned into my everyday attentive importance to make love to her. Everyday after mid evening, I made love with her and everyday it was hard for me to leave her alone. When we were both enjoying our lives then a handsome man came to visit. He was her property leaseholder. He came to visit her and paid her property leased money generously. What I saw was, he was in love with her but she wasn't letting him to love with her crassness as usual. I was feeling little bit jealous of his presence, his human form that I was incapable of providing it to her. I was frustrated with the thought of living her in his strong capable hand because I guessed he was going to marry her. I wanted her to have kids, loving family, especially smile in her face that never going to stop for any reason that I never could've gave it to her, then I took the hard step and decided to leave her alone to him. I loved her the very last time with heavy heart, as much as I could, I took her in me then left her with a small gift from me that I never did it before because it was not good for my health. The next day, she woke up as usual but with excitement of sudden joy that her eyes were cured, she wasn't blind anymore, she could see everything even a little things weren't going out of her alarming eyes. That was the gift from me to her. To my unknowing blind mistress of my lonely night. For that first time, her smile made me proud to my fairy land and being a man fairy, other than that I was feeling quite awkward to my blueish pink glowing smeared light from me. I was thankfully glad that it made her happy without killing myself.