Among the Knysna settlement inhabitants were two wandering
souls, Griffin and Sabine. Griffin had been a long-time resident whereas Sabine
had only recently returned to Knysna. It was like having been in a dream that she found
herself back in the watery refuge of her birthplace. This was mainly because she
did not have any recent memories of her time in the settlement. Sabine felt as
though she had fallen into a deep sleep only to reawaken surrounded by the
softness of the undulating sea grass that calmed her unsettled soul. She had not known this at first but Griffin
was to become an exceptional companion. His soft copper markings dotting the side of his pouch and head made him stand out from the rest
in the herd. But there were many elements to why Sabine was so drawn to Griffin.
One being that he had traveled between the settlements and was a treasure chest of adventures... A truly wonderful storyteller! Sabine and Griffin had briefly met as fry. Although he did
not have much of a memory of her, Sabine certainly had kept a place in her
heart for Griffin over time. She had not been conscious of this rooted emotional memory until it was sparked at the end of the dry season when he
finally engaged after she had silently watched him for the past few months. The reawakening of this embedded unconscious history with Griffin gave her hope that the loss of her recent memories would return to her one day. She hoped that in time the memory gap between fry and present day would rematerialize in much the same
way her love for Griffin had come rushing back. It was an unusual chain of
events that reunited Griffin and Sabine with such fervour. As such, this was a bit daunting for Sabine, yet she was not one to shy away from the promise of such a deep connection with another.
And now, as they entered into the hot season of South Africa’s November, the
bond between them grew exponentially stronger each day...
