Describe the best 24 hours you ever had

It started like any other day, nothing to make me think that one would be different.

Had my tea with some bread and butter, then I went out into the woods to check on the pheasant pens and patrol the boundaries of Wragby Hall.

I'd almost completed my rounds and was back at the clearing near the hut when I saw him.
A blond man in strange trousers and an unbuttoned shirt with a fancy pattern.
Barefoot. Golden. Looking lost.
Beautiful and sweet, so much so that the sun stood still for us and the time stopped while we loved each other.

He was with me just for that day, and it broke my heart when he had to leave the woods and go back to his world.

That night I remained at the hut instead of going back to the cottage.
I lay on the haybed and I fancied I could still smell the scent of him on my skin. I dreamed of feeling the hair on his chest tickling my back and the hammer pendant he was wearing press into my flesh, leaving his mark into my soul forever.

But the woods are wise and caring, they brought him back to me, again and again.
And once we proved that ours was true love he was allowed him to stay.