Being From Pine, An Art Story With A Fantastic Theme

(If you look at the corner of the eye, you will see more)

Twilight was descending to the World of Fantasy when I was on the way to my home, passing by the Great pine. This old and a huge tree has always attracted the attention of every passerby, and this area had the name Plateau of a large pine. Suddenly I heard a rustle inside of his branches, like someone running through the hay. Prompted by curiosity, I stepped into the interior feeling like entering another world, calm and quiet. At first, I saw nothing but a dense treetop and rough trunk with beautiful ornaments created by Mother Nature. To my surprise then, I notice an old wizard Cyril Buma sitting on a branch with a satisfied look on his face. He smiled and said:

– Welcome to a very nice place, my boy!

Reciprocate his greetings and climb a few branches to the top and I asked him:

– What does a powerful wizard in the old pine? I did not expect to see you here.

-Easy, I’m resting – replied Cirilo Bum – on top of that I enjoy spending time with a Quiets, residents coniferous trees, and therefore this pine.

Of course, I do not notice any other creature except the two of us to be here. So I wisely kept quiet because the old wizard always could not wait to keep me a lesson on how to I can not perceive anything but the world of reality. Through a couple of minutes he tells me;

– Beings who live here are called Quiets, few people know about them, They have an exceptional feature to transfer their calmness to living things near them. Their presence brings balance and harmony in the mind and spirit, they easily develop the power of meditation and everyone in their presence soon feel the benefits of serenity. If you’re going to come here in order to see Quiets, keep quiet and relaxed, empty your head of all thoughts.

Were sitting there for a while in silence, then the wizard Cirilo Bum slightly lifted from the branch on which he sat and without noise hovering somewhere. Night had already fallen so I moved home but I decided that I often come here to get to know these beings Quiets and feel their power.

Today, with joy I remember treetops of old pine, a lot of time I spent in his shade calm, quiet, relaxed, with no thoughts in my head. Although Quiets I have never seen, I felt their power when I left the treetops, fresh and serene.