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The trials of our stay there seemed to be a form of initiation by the spirits of this place. On the third day the rain finally broke and I awoke with the sun. I gazed across the lake in what felt like a dream-like state. Steam rising from the land and the water created an aura of mist that absorbed the colour of the sun’s dawning light. I focused my sights on a cave at the bottom of a sheer cliff rising high above the deep dark lake. The cave seemed to beckon me and I felt compelled to get closer. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for, to visit an ancient pictograph site along the base of the cliff, one that could only be approached by boat. I slipped into my canoe and began to paddle towards the cave. The mist opened up and around me and I felt as if I was paddling through a tunnel that seemed to end at the mouth of the cave. Upon my arrival at the entrance of the cave the Monarch Fairy was there to greet me. I felt as if she was there to grant me permission to enter the faerie realm.. |
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