The Storyteller
My wooden chalet feels like home; complete with a fireplace, minimalist furniture, and pots of flaming poinsettia atop an engraved balcony. Ever since the recent devastating events, I needed a getaway to ease my mind and to alleviate my daunting writer’s block. My editor was expecting my manuscript right after the winter holidays.
If you thought Interlaken was breathtaking in the summer, you will surely be romanced by its winter wonderland. Miles of glimmering Christmas market stalls are snugged together, selling piles of gingerbread, elaborate pastries, and decadent hot chocolate. Ornaments adorn magnificent fir trees. Carousels spin gracefully for children and playful lovers. At night, the town is simply splendorous.
Despite my festive day, insomnia still crept in on me. I wrap myself with a woolly throw and emerge under the midnight sky. I gaze at the stars dancing to a timeless tune. How could this darkness be so tranquil yet taint my world with sadness?
I had surrendered my authentic self to please so many and lost my sparkles. Fear halted the story of my life. If I don’t revive my spirit, I’ll surely perish. I look to the faraway galaxies and wonder what to do.
Next morning, I sign up for a tandem paragliding session. My instructor is kind and explains the method. I’m exhilarated to try it out. But when we soar mid-air, I panic and fear paralyzes me. “Let go of your fears and embrace beauty,” he murmurs as he gently opens up my quivering arms and I behold spectacular vistas of sparkling snow and glacier lakes below. Meandering and destructive thoughts escape my soul. I’m finally free.
That night, I sit in a café to unleash the flurry of words in my mind. My instructor greets me and we discuss today’s adventure. He then asks me to autograph one of my books for him. “I didn’t think anyone read my ramblings,” I tease. “You’re a master storyteller. I love getting lost between your pages,” he smiles.
People call me the storyteller, for I unravel stories so magically. Now, I hear a love story luring me to its bewitching world.
I can’t wait to see how this story unfolds.
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