"What is your wish?"
"My wish?...That's right. I have a wish. Then...Then I wish that you...do so that we never get these powers."
"My wish?...That's right. I have a wish. Then...Then I wish that you...do so that we never get these powers."
*Way earlier*
*~~Arabella~~*
The Holiday had started just a few days
ago, but she was already bored. Wilma was on vacation with her family, and
wouldn't be back until the day after tomorrow. She had finished packing up all
her things, and should be cleaning, but it was too hot for that. She should
also pack up her clothes and call her family and tell them that she was almost
done, but since the phone lay inside the apartment and she was on the balcony
fanning herself with a block of paper, she didn't bother. She had moved to the
town where her bestie Wilma lived, to start to the same school as her and to
get away from her family. She and Wilma had be friends for almost 4 years, they
had first met in a hotell on The Sunny Beach, and when they found out they
lived relatively close to each other, they dared to become friends. It didn't
take long before they conisidered themselves as besties. Now Wilma had gone
back to The Sunny Beach with her family, while she, Arabella, had to be cooked
alive, because her AC didn't work yet.
"I really can't take the heat well" she said to herself. The clocktower showed it was nearly four o'clock, and it was still way too hot. Her apartment lay on the sunny side, so it wasn't much cooler inside, and even though she had braided her light hair in a thick braid, that fell over the balcony rail, her neck was sticky with sweat, her whole body was sticky, now that she thought about it. She often cursed her thick hair in the summer, but in the winter she thought it was a warm blessing. She liked the winter, partly because that's when her birthday was. A white butterfly landed on the rail near her, and just sat there. Thas was strange, since everyone knows butterflies always fly away before you can get a good look at them. She stopped fanning herself and looked at it. It's not everyday you see a white butterfly.
"I really can't take the heat well" she said to herself. The clocktower showed it was nearly four o'clock, and it was still way too hot. Her apartment lay on the sunny side, so it wasn't much cooler inside, and even though she had braided her light hair in a thick braid, that fell over the balcony rail, her neck was sticky with sweat, her whole body was sticky, now that she thought about it. She often cursed her thick hair in the summer, but in the winter she thought it was a warm blessing. She liked the winter, partly because that's when her birthday was. A white butterfly landed on the rail near her, and just sat there. Thas was strange, since everyone knows butterflies always fly away before you can get a good look at them. She stopped fanning herself and looked at it. It's not everyday you see a white butterfly.
It didn't move.
"Well, why don't you fly away?"
she asked it. "Butterflies always fly away. Don't ya know that?"
She went back to fanning herself, but after a while she stopped. The butterfly still looked at her. She thought it felt weird. They looked at eachother a little longer, at least she thought it looked like it looked back at her. She reached out to touch it, since it didn't fly away she might be able to touch it. She had just touched a butterfly once, when she was little, and was keen on touching one again. When she reached out her finger, slowly and carefully, it flew and landed on her finger.
She went back to fanning herself, but after a while she stopped. The butterfly still looked at her. She thought it felt weird. They looked at eachother a little longer, at least she thought it looked like it looked back at her. She reached out to touch it, since it didn't fly away she might be able to touch it. She had just touched a butterfly once, when she was little, and was keen on touching one again. When she reached out her finger, slowly and carefully, it flew and landed on her finger.
And then she was gone, and the butterfly finally flew away.
*~~Hannah~~*
"What would you like to order, miss?"
the waitress asked her.
"A coke and a piece of cheesecake, please" she answered.
"I will be back in just a minute" She smiled and walked away.
Hannah leaned back in her chair, looked around her, and started to fidget with her necklace. It had an emerald stone it, she had bought it for a good price a couple of years ago, and wore it every day. Around her at the tables on the grass sat a few other people, all of them in the shadow, like she herself did. Usually the places in the sun would all be occupied, but no one wants to sit in the sun on a day like that. The waitress came back with her coke and cheesecake, with a smile. Hannah smiled back and started to eat. While she ate she listened to the young couple in front of her. The female voice seemed to belong to Sophie Hope. They had "known" each other for years, had always been in the same class. Until now, Hannah hoped. Sophie had been bullied when they were little, for her name, Sopie Hope, which the other kids used to turn into Sophie Soap. They had all stopped, though, when Sophie had started dressing and acting like she did now, and Sophie had become one of the more popular girls, who Hannah didn't like, and who didn't like Hannah. Why? She didn't know, not that she cared either, according to her, Sophie didn't know how to insult people. Anyways, Sophie seemed to be here with her new boyfriend, and since they sat with their backs towards Hannah, they didn't notice she was listening to them.
"Who was that girl you talked to before?" Sophie asked.
"She was just a friend, nothing to worry about" he answered.
"She didn't seem like just a friend." Sophie said surly. "And the way she looked at you...."
"She was just a friend" He assured her. "You know I only love you, angel." He kissed her and she giggled.
Hannah wouldn't have been surprised if that girl had been more of a friend, Sophie used to pick guys like that. Unfortunately she dropped her spoon down on the plate and the sound it made was loud enough for the couple to turn around, see her and understand that she must have heard what they had just said.
"Did you listen?" the guy demanded, with a voice that was supposed to sound a little dangerous.
Sophie seemed like she was going to spit out one of her "insults", but Hannah managed to start talking first.
"Of course I listened" she said with a sweet smile. She could see their faces tense. "I listened to the birds. They sing so sweet melodies, I didn't hear a word you were saying." Since she had already finished her cheesecake, she stood up, and before they could see through her obvious lie, she added "Not that I would want to listen to you, anyway" She smiled even sweeter to cover up what she had said, and left. She didn't feel like talking much today and she doubted that she could, but it would have been nice to sit in the shadow a little longer, and it was a shame about the coke.
"A coke and a piece of cheesecake, please" she answered.
"I will be back in just a minute" She smiled and walked away.
Hannah leaned back in her chair, looked around her, and started to fidget with her necklace. It had an emerald stone it, she had bought it for a good price a couple of years ago, and wore it every day. Around her at the tables on the grass sat a few other people, all of them in the shadow, like she herself did. Usually the places in the sun would all be occupied, but no one wants to sit in the sun on a day like that. The waitress came back with her coke and cheesecake, with a smile. Hannah smiled back and started to eat. While she ate she listened to the young couple in front of her. The female voice seemed to belong to Sophie Hope. They had "known" each other for years, had always been in the same class. Until now, Hannah hoped. Sophie had been bullied when they were little, for her name, Sopie Hope, which the other kids used to turn into Sophie Soap. They had all stopped, though, when Sophie had started dressing and acting like she did now, and Sophie had become one of the more popular girls, who Hannah didn't like, and who didn't like Hannah. Why? She didn't know, not that she cared either, according to her, Sophie didn't know how to insult people. Anyways, Sophie seemed to be here with her new boyfriend, and since they sat with their backs towards Hannah, they didn't notice she was listening to them.
"Who was that girl you talked to before?" Sophie asked.
"She was just a friend, nothing to worry about" he answered.
"She didn't seem like just a friend." Sophie said surly. "And the way she looked at you...."
"She was just a friend" He assured her. "You know I only love you, angel." He kissed her and she giggled.
Hannah wouldn't have been surprised if that girl had been more of a friend, Sophie used to pick guys like that. Unfortunately she dropped her spoon down on the plate and the sound it made was loud enough for the couple to turn around, see her and understand that she must have heard what they had just said.
"Did you listen?" the guy demanded, with a voice that was supposed to sound a little dangerous.
Sophie seemed like she was going to spit out one of her "insults", but Hannah managed to start talking first.
"Of course I listened" she said with a sweet smile. She could see their faces tense. "I listened to the birds. They sing so sweet melodies, I didn't hear a word you were saying." Since she had already finished her cheesecake, she stood up, and before they could see through her obvious lie, she added "Not that I would want to listen to you, anyway" She smiled even sweeter to cover up what she had said, and left. She didn't feel like talking much today and she doubted that she could, but it would have been nice to sit in the shadow a little longer, and it was a shame about the coke.
She planned to go to the park, and just
sit under a tree. She didn't want to go home, the house would probably be as
hot as it was outside. She pondered if she should go and buy a coke before she
went to the park, but since she didn't have any more money on her, she had no
choice.
When she passed the last corner before the park, a white butterfly suddenly flew right in front of her face. Already annoyed from earlier events, she tried to wave it away, but the butterfly was more persistent than any butterfly she had ever met. She tried to wave it away again, but it didn't fly away this time either, which she thought was strange since butterflies usually fly away almost as soon as you look at them. Then something even stranger happened. The butterfly flew up to her eye level. She became surprised, and raised her hand to touch it. She had never touched a butterfly before, and she felt happy that a butterfly for once didn't fly away. As it landed on her finger, her eyes never let go of it.
When she passed the last corner before the park, a white butterfly suddenly flew right in front of her face. Already annoyed from earlier events, she tried to wave it away, but the butterfly was more persistent than any butterfly she had ever met. She tried to wave it away again, but it didn't fly away this time either, which she thought was strange since butterflies usually fly away almost as soon as you look at them. Then something even stranger happened. The butterfly flew up to her eye level. She became surprised, and raised her hand to touch it. She had never touched a butterfly before, and she felt happy that a butterfly for once didn't fly away. As it landed on her finger, her eyes never let go of it.
And then she was gone, and the butterfly flew away.
*~~Tenso~~*
The girl in front of him looked like she
wanted to be anywhere else but where they were. He couldn't really blame her,
this place was nothing like anything she had ever seen. Houses on a cloud. He
waited for Ingya, the Messenger, to bring the second girl, and then he would
tell them what had happened to them, and what they could expect to happen to
them in the future. He turned around, making his back face the girl and his
head face the view of the cloud he lived on. The girls weren't going to have
the easiest life, he knew that, but it was something that was needed to be
done.
"Tenso." A female voice said. He turned around and faced the White woman, also known as Ingya, the Messenger or the Woman with many names, as she was called among her friends.
He turned around to see that the second girl had come. Her cute face looked like a question mark, he smiled. Remembering how he had once felt.
With Ingya beside him, he said:
"Welcome, to Amal Ialad."
"Tenso." A female voice said. He turned around and faced the White woman, also known as Ingya, the Messenger or the Woman with many names, as she was called among her friends.
He turned around to see that the second girl had come. Her cute face looked like a question mark, he smiled. Remembering how he had once felt.
With Ingya beside him, he said:
"Welcome, to Amal Ialad."
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