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Stories that Maybe May Be-The Secret In the Snow

© Jo Hewitt THE TEAL MANGO, 2016

The Secret In the Snow

 He gave P-Nut one last hug and one last whisper, “Hurry!”

He gave P-Nut one last hug and one last whisper, “Hurry!” From The Secret In the Snow © Jo Hewitt 2016

 

Asher and Parisa had spent the day searching for the Secret in the Snow, from the last twinkle of the Morning Star until the Sun, tired of climbing higher and higher, leading them and their dog P-Nut through the snow covered meadows and wooded areas to  the hidden opening of the cave where the Rainbow Fish swam on summer days, decided it would stop and begin the trek back to the world on the other side of night. It was then, when they had carefully stepped inside the cave they saw it. It was amazing like nothing they had seen before.

The snow had followed them. It’s foot steps getting bigger and bigger to match the shadow it was leaving on the land. They wanted Mommy and Daddy to see the cave and the secret inside. But if they left now, the Snow would hide the opening to the cave forever and ever. They decided to stay, to guard the opening to the cave and its magic. They would send P-Nut back to get Mommy and Daddy, to bring them to the cave with the Secret.

Parisa kept watch on the growing Snow as Asher whispered into P-Nut’s ear, “Go get Mommy and Daddy! Bring them here.”

He gave P-Nut one last hug and one last whisper, “Hurry!”

And then they waited.

 

 

Stories That Maybe Maybe-The Winged Realm

© Jo Hewitt THE TEAL MANGO, 2015

The Winged Realm

Asher and Parisa at the sunshine spot. From- The Winged Realm © Jo Hewitt

Asher and Parisa at the sunshine spot. From- The Winged Realm. © Jo Hewitt 2015

Asher and Parisa ran to the sunshine spot. They had seen the butterflies appear and disappear from here before. They had wondered where the butterflies go.

They waited.

They knew the butterflies would be back because they had come to them in the dreamtime with soft butterfly kisses and said,

“Come to us at the sunshine spot. 

Come to the edge where light meets dark.

Fly with us to The Winged Realm.”

Soon they would know.

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