+Scented Soap Opera

I'm in a meadow, there is a soft breeze about my face. The sun is warm on my head and shoulders. I walk to the old oak tree and lean against it. It's summer and the shade is welcome. The heat of the day floats around my bare legs and I can hear the drone of a dragonfly next to my ear. I am sure there are pixies about. I can smell them. I fancy that I see two of them sitting together on the lowest oak branch. They are chatting about the world and how much it has changed. All of a sudden I feel something on my shoulder. Like a faint touch. Then out of the corner of my eye I see a winged pixie in a pale blue dress hovering in the air. At once she sees me seeing her, she smiles and her eyes twinkle. I ask her her name. "Orris" she says and her voice makes my belly flutter. Her eyes are violet and her skin is light and velvet. She laughs and points her toes and her gossamer wings lift her higher. I have to leave and I ask Orris if she will come with me. She alights once more on my arm and becomes one with my skin.