Falling Leaves: The Willow Maiden From Western Creek, #1

By Dea Divi

A young man, named Pan stumbles upon a nymph, named Willow, the maiden of Western Creek and becomes enthralled by her beauty and voice. Willow and Pan are curious of one another in their meetings. A love transpires between them. Pan comes to Willow a few times and wants to claim her as his own, yet each time she rejects him, for she can't leave Western Creek. Willow longs for the outside world and to be with Pan. He wishes to be with Willow. Pan finds one last way to claim her, but there is a rule from the Creek one is to never take from it or will they both defy Western Creek?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evermore Divine Publishing
• Release date: Dec 31, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386766865

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Table of Contents

Falling Leaves

Chapter One

Chapter Two

The Willow Maiden From Western Creek:

Falling Leaves

By

Dea Divi

(c) Copyright by Dea Divi, December 2017

Evermore Divine Publishing

Los Angeles, CA 90242

Chapter One

The grass over the small trees as the birds perched on many of them. A dark large willow stood at the higher edge of the grass it peeked with intertwined leaves that blew in the wind. Dark vines masked in shades over the massive roots that overlapped over the ground. Dozens of creatures flourished over the willow’s trunk. The encompassing roots rivaled over the other trunks of the trees that neared it. A silent chime echoed in the background as emerald eyes of the forest watched in the distance as the vines moved back and over the willow diligently as the summer wind heated the winter with cold. Time stood still over the beating willow tree as the dark curves and small plants married to the wood. Many birds flapped their wings as the sun reached over the massive willow that stood in the forgotten part of the Western Creek. The silence of the grass twirled back and forth as winds carried the sounds of the outside world.

The green eyes shimmered in the distance as the vines moved over it like seas of foam. The eyes faded in the background as the winds pulled to the east. Fallen leaves flew as the eyes mystified as it disappeared near the willow tree. The green eyes appeared once more and stood with a young maiden whose eyes shined with the sun. Long bright fiery red hair floated in the wind, rippling around her as she wore a green dress. Her pale skin were that of milk honey as her cherry lips tasted the air and raised a hand to the