the secret garden

Indigo had a new spring in his step as the massive man walked slowly beside Duchess. He still hadn’t completely put to rest his theory that she was a supernatural being. She was so fairy like and the way her presence shifted his mood had him nearly convinced of her powers. Indigo hadn’t had any kind of experience with magic except perhaps the natural magics of the world. The slow changing seasons and even the way it affected him. He had once been a tiny purple puppy and he had been transformed into a massive violet beast.

Duchess did something to him as well, like just being beside her pushed away the troubled thoughts that followed him like a massive dark cloud. Indigo couldn’t escape the traps of his mind but it was like he had found a peaceful meadow in his mind, he had just needed Duchess to show him.

The pair of them continued to walk, mostly silent, and Indy at least was just enjoying the girl’s presence. He was still at that slow comfortable pace for her, and eventually they’d make it through to the oaks. The ancient trees were unlike anything Indigo had seen before. He enjoyed looking at trees and he appreciated the massive greenery. His bright blue eyes scanned the canopy above, he traced the weaving branches above them. Indy took a deep breath and he relaxed further, leaning back on his haunches. If he hadn’t believed in magic before he might now, as they slipped into the forest the sun managed to fight back the gray sky cloudy and gently streamed down through the branches to touch their purple fur.