Forest NymphForest Nymph
It seemed as if nature itself had stopped time to preserve the purity of this encounter. The wanderer took a step, and the grass parted softly beneath his feet. He was afraid of scaring away the vision, but she did not disappear. The nymph simply pressed the flowers to her chest and held them out to him – a sign of trust, a sign of secret recognition. From that evening on, he returned to the river again and again.
It seemed as if nature itself had stopped time to preserve the purity of this encounter. The wanderer took a step, and the grass parted softly beneath his feet. He was afraid of scaring away the vision, but she did not disappear. The nymph simply pressed the flowers to her chest and held them out to him – a sign of trust, a sign of secret recognition. From that evening on, he returned to the river again and again.
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