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Grandfather rocked slowly on the rocker, descending back and rising slowly. His dark eyes were cast down on the boy before him. The wrinkles that decorated his lips and skin were sagging. His hair ... it had turned a dark shade of silver that caught the light.
"She was beautiful... indeed she was," he quietly said over and over again.
"Who was, Grandfather?" The boy replied.
As a mere boy of only eight, he was certainly curious of a great many things. His dirt brown hair fell in a messy heap upon his head. His eyes were alight with the wonderment of a small boy.
"Her name was Seline," Grandfather said, gazing towards the window to look past the forest, towards the beyond where the rocks shimmered in the early morning light, and the water from the stream was cool as it touched the skin. How the trees made a canopy with their higher branches in the late afternoon.
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Everyday I went down there and watched her play it her fingers gliding across the strings," Grandfather smiled, his wrinkly lips turning upward. "And she never once saw me."
The boy immediately filled with joy. "Do you think shes still there!? Oh, lets go see!"
Grandfather laughed, "I havent seen her in ages but sometimes at night I can still hear her play the harp."
Muffy, the scruffy Catahoula dog that was lying at the boys feet, began to walk around nervously. The boy stood up and walked to the door. "Im going to take her for a walk, Grandfather."
Still gazing at the window, the man nodded.
The boy had never been in the woods that surrounded the house, but now that he was fumbling with the branches around him, he wished he had. Muffy was ahead, wagging her tail in excitement as she led the boy further into the forest. Suddenly she stopped. And thats when the boy noticed where they were.
The rocks shimmered in the early morning light, the trees made a canopy with their