Undine in the branches

Undine by Friedrich de la Motte Fouque - Full Text Free Book (Part 1/2)
There they saw, by the light of the now risen moon, the
brook which issued from the wood rushing wildly over its banks, and
whirling onward with it both stones and branches of trees in its
rapid course. The storm, as if awakened by the uproar, burst forth
from the clouds, whose immense masses of vapour coursed over the moon
with the swiftness of thought; the lake roared beneath the wind that
swept the foam from its waves; while the trees of this narrow
peninsula groaned from root to topmost branch as they bowed and swung
above the torrent.

"Undine! in God's name, Undine!" cried the two men in an agony. No
answer was returned. And now, regardless of everything else, they
hurried from the cottage, one in this direction, the other in that,
searching and calling.

(On the playlist "the wind" is playing..)


GrandmaK said...

What a beautiful picture. It's so "alive." Cathy

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

Ooh, I so love this!!

Charm and Grace said...

Your posts are always a delight for the senses ... I love the wind! So perfect with the photo and words you chose.