Avert Thy Mortal Eyes

I live in a city, but over the summer I spent my time gardening and walking through forested landscapes. It was nice just for the aesthetic beauty of it all, but I always found myself hoping for something.

Ever since I was a kid I've read stories of faery kings trapping mortals foolish enough to get lost in their forests, and some even taking them for brides. Elegant, androgynous men, with long white hair and pointed ears, that's who I've always envisioned watching me through the trees. Walking in these wild landscapes, I found myself wishing I would fall into that world too, get caught in that trap. 

Only I wanted to be wild too.