The Northern Vulpes Is Always The First Constellation To Appear In The Autumn Sky. I Loved How The Kids
The Northern Vulpes is always the first constellation to appear in the autumn sky. I loved how the kids would create stories for each other about how mischievous or clever or generous it was to the other constellations.
During one of the celestial festivals, the moon released some animals that looked like the Northern Vulpes. They had illuminated pelts that even shone in the day.
Coyotes had warm colors while the wolves, who were much larger like real wolves, had cooler tones.
The children loved them. Some preferred the coyotes while others preferred the wolves.
Over the years, some of those beings just… ran away. This was a couple hundred years ago, though. There have been sightings of some but the beings always run off before anything can be done.
Mostly, though, they don't bother us and we don't bother them.
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I reached up to a flowering apple tree and with tender love murmured, "Absolutely beautiful, darling."
Tomorrow, I knew the apple tree would give more blossoms. After all, what living thing doesn't want to be praised?
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"Okay, you looking at me for this long is scaring me. Why are you staring?" I asked, snapping him out of his daze.
He shook his head like a spring breeze. "Sorry but your eyes are a beautiful brown color," he replied, shy about his statement.
"They're brown but not beautiful," I grumbled. I liked my eyes but there were times that I wished that I had a livelier color like blue.
"I'm sorry you don't see what I see. In your eyes," he cupped my cheek, "I see the essence of life itself."
"That's green," I returned as I took my head out of his hold.
"No, brown. Plants need soil to grow, all animals need plants, sand and rocks and other formations hold the oceans and seas in place. I see canyons, mountains, valleys, fertile soil. I see the base of life in your eyes."
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A small kid ran into my arms, whimpering.
"What's wrong?" I kept my voice gentle and level. There was something that scared the poor kid and he trusted me enough to run to me with that problem.
"I had a nightmare," he answered as he tried buried his face further into armor.
I took the boy's arms off of me long enough for me to sit before he latched on to my neck.
Rubbing his small back, I asked, "Do you want to talk about it?" If he did, that would give me an idea of exactly what nightmare I would be looking for. If he didn't, I would have to try to find the right one and hope that it wasn't a dream that I was going after.
"I don't know," he whined as he clutched me a bit tighter.
I held him so he could look at me as I started, "Do you not know how to word it?"
He nodded.
I let him go as I stood up. "Well, I don't know which one I'm looking for but I'll do my best." I looked down at him, he couldn't be more than four years old. "Would you like to come?"
His eyes grew wide. "Really?"
I didn't try to stop the smile coming on. No matter the age, the reaction was always the same and it was adorable. I only offer if they aren't able to tell me about the nightmare.
"I don't want to hunt the wrong one and you would recognize it," I answered him.
He almost grew a smile but it died to a concerned look. My brows furrowed.
What was wrong?
"Would I be safe?" the little boy asked me in a small voice.
"It could be dangerous but you would be helping me stop a nightmare from terrorizing anyone else." I crouched to his level again. "However, if you want to go home, I won't think any less of you and thank you for bringing this concern to me."
"If I went to my mommy, would you stop the bad dream?"
I smiled. "Pinkie promise."
"I want to go with you. I want no one else to get any more bad dreams," the brave little boy told me.
"Alright," I said standing up before offering my hand to him, "hold on to my hand and stay by my side at all times. Okay?"
He beamed as he took my hand. "Okay."
I sat in the cool, dark green grass as I listened to the brook beside me bubble and giggle happily. The fae nearby were having a festival that they graciously invited me to. In attempt to be a good guest, I brought some cream, honey, and absolutely nothing with iron. Iron hurts the fae.
They would help me with my garden that I was tasked to take care of. Giving them gifts was the least I could do, especially at their favorite celebration.
The sun started to go down as the festivities started to taper off. Groaning a bit, I got up, found Nightingale (my closest faerie friend) and graciously excused myself out. Today was fun and I cannot wait until tomorrow.
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