Sorry for the hiatus! I'm back! Aaaaand...TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! I wanted to give you guys all a birthday present!

The forest was silent and tranquil except for Matthias's rasping breaths and the scuffle of his feet against the carpet of leaves. His

muscles screamed for him to stop, but his mind was a nonstop mantra telling him to go, go go! Following his instincts, he kept running

towards safety, which was of course, his home. He knew his mates Berwald and Tino were going to throw a fit when they saw the

condition he was in. Well, more like Tino was going to fret over him like a mother hen, while Berwald would just stand there stoically

and chastise him for being careless. But those bandits deserved it! He was merely hunting in the forest, and after waiting patiently for

hours for prey a beautiful stag appeared in the early fog of dawn. It was a shame to kill such a beautiful creature, but he and his group

had to eat. After shooting the arrow with practiced ease, he hardly had any time to pick up his soon-to-be feast before a man with a

mop of silver hair hopped to the prey. Of course Matthias protested, but what began as a quarrel between two men turned out to be a

full out fight as two more joined in. It was only in the middle of the fight when he realized who he was fighting against: The Bad Touch

Trio, the most barbaric of bandits in the north. After remembering this fact, Matthias managed to escape the brawl. Of course he didn't

lose without a fight, but three against one was quite unfair, and he ended up fleeing the scene with an injured body and no dinner.

Blood ran down his arm from when an arrow was merely a hair away from puncturing it, but only grazing it. Scratches marked his entire

body, painting his face. Blood ran down his forehead and dripped from his jaw. He seemed to go around in circles, and he didn't know if

that was because he was dizzy from blood loss or if he was actually lost. Either way he felt helpless. His sprint began to reduce to a

pathetic limp to a complete stop. Panting heavily and grasping his wounded arm with his uninjured arm, he sat down against a tree, not

bothering to check if the bandits were gone. He cursed under his breath as he began to see black dots seep into his vision and the

world slowly slipping away from him. I'm going to die here.... He grimaced as he had the image of a wolf or a bear taking his dead

corpse away.

As his world began to fade, the sound of music reached his ears. The melody echoed softly throughout the forest, blending in with the

scenery as if it was a gentle summer breeze. Matthias could feel his senses coming back as the melody lured him away from the foggy

realms of unconsciousness. The tune was calming and soothing, but held a pinch of melancholy. Instead of coming from one place, the

tune came from every centimeter of the woods. It was as if the whole forest were together in symphony. The melody danced in the

chilly air, and made it's way to Matthias's heart. He was now fully awake, listening carefully to the song. Now more aware he realized

the beautiful sound was coming from a violin. He leaned on the tree as he stood back up, his bones screaming in protest. But he didn't

care. I have to find out where that melody is coming from. The notes of the violin put him in a blissful trance and made it seem as if

there was nothing left in the world except him and that beautiful melody.

He stepped forward slowly, one foot in front of the other. But as he came closer he found himself increasing his speed to a jog,

desperately searching for the source of the music. He added to his injuries pushing through bushes and branches and finally stopping in

the space between two trees. What he saw in front of him left him shocked.

Sitting underneath the vast blue sky was a waterfall. Sunlight shined upon the wide space of clear water and formed a rainbow on the

watery mist of the waterfall. Matthias's eyes widened as he took in the beautiful sight. Him and his small tribe had been traveling along

the forest for years, but not once has he ever found a waterfall. The melody of the violin resonated with the soothing sound of flowing

water. Matthias could feel the ache of his injuries fade away as he let the violin swallow him whole into it's healing warmth. As he felt

the song slowly come to a close, he allowed his eyelids to open. But something-or rather someone distracted Matthias. Settled on one

of the rocks in the water was a young man, and in his hands were a violin. He couldn't see much from a distance, and the fog of the

waterfall blocked his view. He let the man finish, and as soon as he did Matthias couldn't help but call out to the man.

"Hello! Who are you?" Matthias called out obnoxiously, waving his uninjured arm.

The man was surprised as he jumped at the sound of Matthias's voice, almost dropping his violin into the water. Matthias was definitely

a disturbance to the usual tranquility of the area. Known for being quite oblivious, even he could sense the annoyed aura from the man

even from a distance. But Matthias is also known for being persistent, so he continued anyway.

"Hello! What's your name?" he shouted. The man flinched, and Matthias wondered how the man was going to reach him. Would he

swim? He would swim to him if he could, but he was too injured to move at all. The wind suddenly began to blow violently, making

Matthias hold onto the ground so he wouldn't be pushed by the breeze. He thought he was hallucinating when he saw the young man

step onto the hand of a golden spirit, which had appeared out of nowhere. He watched with his mouth agape as the man floated

across the water with graceful ease on the spirit's hand. The spirit left as soon as it came as the man landed on the grass and walked

towards Matthias. He quickly forgot about the spirit as he observed the stunning man in front of him.

The man had a petite physique, similar to a woman's. He had a neat mop of sandy blond hair, wisps of hair falling into his eyes. Settled

on the lower left part of his head was the oddest little curl. It wasn't even connected to his hair! His eyes were an empty dark blue,

reminding Matthias of when he traveled by boat at sea. He felt as if he could gaze into them for ages. His face was clear of emotion but

Matthias could detect a hint of annoyance, but he also found curiosity. He was glad he wasn't the only who found the other a bit

strange. He wore a loose fitting navy blue shirt along with black breeches, barefoot. His body seemed to be unaffected by his

surroundings, looking dry and perfectly spotless. He looked like a normal human, but there was something about him that gave him an

ethereal quality. His pale skin glowed even under the shade of the trees, and his deep blue eyes were accented by the sun shining

behind him. The aura surrounding him felt superhuman. Matthias knew that he wasn't a normal human. Someone as majestic and pure

as him couldn't be human. The only word that would fit him was beautiful.

"Are you done staring?" the man asked. His voice was low and calm, and it sounded like music to Matthias's ears. Matthias managed to

get out of his stupor and he gave the man a giant smile.

"Hi there!"

The man rolled his eyes. "Hello."

"What's your name?" Matthias asked.

"Lukas." he replied effortlessly. Matthias immediately thought the name was just as mysterious and beautiful as the person itself and

he vowed to remember the name.

"I'm Matthias!"

"That's great." Lukas looked around him, as if he had something better to do, which he probably did. Matthias was determined to make

this mysterious man like him. He was surprised at how much he desired him. He wanted to know everything about him. Matthias was

good with getting to know people, but Lukas was a tough nut to crack. Or maybe Matthias was just nervous in front of such an

intimidating being...

"So...why are you here?" Matthias asked, trying to keep the conversation flowing.

"I think the question is, why are you here?" Lukas replied. Matthias furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Is it unusual for me to be here?"

Lukas sighed. "Well, yes. Isn't it unusual to see waterfalls in this region?"

Matthias nodded in agreement. "You have a point there. I've been traveling for years and I've never come across one before!"

"That's because this place is usually protected so humans can't see."

Matthias's eyes widened in excitement and his mouth stretched into a wide smile. "Does that mean you're not human?" he asked,

fascinated.

"No. I'm a fossegrim."

"What's that?" Matthias asked in awe. Lukas was amused by his enthusiasm.

"I'm only a water spirit. I live in waterfalls and I play violin, day in and day out. Nothing special." Lukas shrugged. It wasn't a big deal

really, at least not to him anyway. He couldn't understand why this human was so fascinated by him. He never was involved with

humans anyway. Actually, he never socialized much in general.

"Nothing special?! That's amazing! I've never met a spirit before!"

"You probably have, but you just never knew it. Spirits look a lot like regular humans. It really isn't that big of a deal." he said. It really

wasn't, but watching someone react so strongly made Lukas feel a little special. But he didn't let himself get carried away. Matthias

shook his head.

"I don't think so. I think if I met a spirit I would know, because I have never met someone as beautiful as you." Matthias said, grinning.

Lukas rolled his eyes, knowing this man was only flirting with him. He was nothing special. He knew humans were never to be trusted.

He wondered why he even made his way to this fool. He stood up and brushed off his legs, even if nothing was there. He then turned

around and made his way back to the water, his home. But before he could make a second step the man called out to him.

"Wait! Please don't go!" Matthias yelled, reaching out his arm. As soon as he did he grimaced, bringing his arm back to his side. Lukas

then noticed the injuries that took over the man's body. He wasn't so heartless that he would leave him alone with his fatal injuries.

Lukas had some morals. He also didn't want a rotting human near his house. He walked toward Matthias and knelt on one knee,

hovering his arms around Matthias's body.

"Stand still. I will tend to your injuries."

Matthias didn't say anything as he closed his eyes and allowed his body to relax, entrusting his life to the water spirit he had just met.

"Helbrede." Lukas whispered. In less than a second Matthias abruptly felt heat enter his body, and any pain that he felt was suddenly

gone. He opened his eyes in astonishment as he watched all of the scars and scratches slowly fade away from his body. He stared

wide-eyed at Lukas.

"How did you do that?!" Matthias asked. Lukas sighed.

"Didn't I just tell you that I'm a water spirit? Most spirits have healing powers."

Matthias beamed at him. "Thanks for saving me!"

Lukas stood up once again, turning around and waving his hand in disinterest. "Yeah, whatever." He began to walk away.

"Wait!"

Lukas inwardly groaned. When was this man going to leave him alone? He just wanted to go back into his home and have a cup of

warm tea and a nap. "What do you want now?" he snapped.

"Will I be able to see you again?" Matthias asked. Lukas turned around slowly, and observed the Dane's expression. It was completely

serious.

"Of course," the Norwegian replied. He watched in amusement as Matthias's face grew into a hopeful smile. He almost smirked as he

said the last sentence.

"That is, if you can find this place."

He then disappeared, leaving Matthias alone with a melody in his head that will forever be a memory.

(Long author note is long desu yo)

I'm back from the dead! Although exams ended a few weeks ago I still wanted time to write and get back in the game. If you were

wondering, exams were great! But I failed biology...but who cares? *sobs* Anyways, please don't worry, I am not abandoning I'll Wait

Forever! I just thought since I'm almost done with the story, why not start a new one? I hope you guys like this so far, I promise it will

get interesting. I haven't decided if it will be long or not. It was intended to be a one-shot but it turned out much longer than I thought

it would be...Since I haven't pre-wrote it updates might take a while...or not. I really like this idea! If any of you know more details

about Nordic folklore, please PM me because I don't know much! I would really like your help! As annoying as it sounds please review I

would love to hear what you thought about the story and if I portrayed the characters correctly (I'm really worried about that). Please

look forward to the future because my mind is a plot machine and it keeps making new stories, so expect a lot of new stuff! Thanks

for taking your time to read this story!