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Hi, everyone! I decided to contribute something in my challenge as Spring and Love have always been my true muses. So, here is my spring fairy tale.

Once upon a time there lived poor Minstrel who had nothing but his old guitar and his enchanting magic voice. He traveled over the country, sang his sincere romantic songs making his listeners forget all their troubles and sorrows and they gave him some food and lodging for the night.

Spring was breaking its way through his land and one sunny day he decided to stop for a rest right in the forest to look around, to enjoy the fragrance of young greenness and early flowers, to share his poor provisions with the birds and forest animals. After having his scanty lunch, he was sitting under the tree with his head tossed back basking in the soft tender spring sunrays and he didn’t even notice he started singing such a touching romantic tuneful song that all the birds began harmonizing with him. But suddenly he recognized a girl’s voice among the birds’ twittering. He looked up and his breath stopped.

Up there, among the branches of the old oak was a transparent, but such an amazing forest nymph! Her smile was dazzling, her transparent dress made of dandelions didn’t hide graceful curves of her young flexible body, her head was crowned with a chaplet made of the spring forest flowers. She was as tender, exquisite and desirable as Spring itself! She gazed at him mysteriously and said with a charming voice sounding like music,

“Sing for me and I will make you wealthy and happy”.

But our poor Minstrel was already head over heels in love with her and he exclaimed,

”There won’t be any other happiness for me than loving you, holding you in my arms and being with you!”

“But I am not a human, I am incorporeal, I can’t be with you.”  desperately said Nymph.

“You will be a human, my word! Just give me a day!” cried out Minstrel rushing away.

In the same forest lived a wizard and Minstrel bent his steps right to his cabin. He told the wizard his story and asked him to make Nymph a human. The wizard got very angry.

“Aren’t there enough women for you? Just choose among them!”

“I can’t”, said Minstrel, “I need only her to be happy”.

The wizard thought it over for a while and answered,

“Well, she will be a human if you are ready to pay an excessive price for your happiness. As soon as she becomes a woman, you will lose your magic voice and never in your life will you ever be able to sing!”

Sure, Minstrel exclaimed,

“Yes, yes, it is a deal!” and rushed back to the oak tree where he found his Nymph who had assumed the aspect of a woman.

Their ecstasy and happiness were boundless and unspeakable. But when she freed herself from his hugs, she asked,

“Sing for me, darling!”

And Minstrel had nothing else to do but to tell her about his deal with the wizard. But Nymph gave him her inspiring cheerful smile and said,

“You just try!”

He didn’t want to disappoint her, touched the strings and.... The forest heard the best melody and the best voice that had ever sounded around!

So, what was it: power of love, power of spring or both?! We will never know, but I do like happy ends!