Comfort Me

[melody]

Nice name. I like it. I will be.....Canary Leg.

[Emily]

Blossom will be Shark Eyes, Canary Leg. Or you could be... Wait. Never Mind.

[melody]

XD

[Emily]

Ch. 13-The Spirit
“Blossom!” Rick’s faded shout was the last I heard. The woods were also darkening, and I only could rely on the moonlight to lead me.
I stumbled on a tree root. I feel, trying to keep the cry inside me: It might attract animals. I heard the sound of a wig snapping. I turned around quickly. Maybe coming into the forest was not a good idea.
I heard a small cry. It was different, maybe half human, half animal. Or maybe I just was too far away to hear.
I lifted my hand and found my rucksack. My hand grasped something hard, and pulled it out. A flashlight. More good luck.
I fumbled with the light, and it turned on. I shone it around, making sure there was nothing near me.
A voice heard, right next to me. “Hello, my child.”
I turned to her. She was immeasurably beautiful, and she looked like a warrior. And she had appeared out of nowhere. But, I did need a shoulder to cry on. I embraced her, sobbing.
“What troubles you, child?” The girl said. “I have two boys fighting over me…I found the man who made me a slave… I…”
The girl unlocked the embrace. “I see your pain, child. Your battle with you master is not over yet, and the boy who truly loves you will win in the end.” She said.
“What is your name?” I asked. I was feeling a surge of affection toward her.
“I am the spirit, Owl Head.” She said.
My eyes widened. “I’m so sorry!” I kneeled on the ground. “I am a fool.”
“You are not.” Owl Head reassured. “I will help you.”

[melody]

*dances* That was great!

[Emily]

I will work! *quickly turnes to story*

[melody]

^-^ Thanks Emily. And you write fast.

Oh yeah. I posted a non-Harvest Moon fanfic. ^-^ Please read it.

[pendulous threads]

So wonderful! *Smiles*

[Emily]

Ch. 14-Parents
“You will?” I asked, shocked.
Owl Head nodded.
“Oh thank you!” I said gratefully. “What do I do?”
“Take this hair,” She plucked from her sliver hair. “And you will have luck. Take this flute,” She handed what looked like a flute, clarinet, and whistle combined, over. “And I will always be there to help you. Now, stay in these woods first. Walk straight, and there you will behold a great joy. Then, leave, obtain your love, and venture back. I warn you: Many dangers will befall you. You may have to make losses like never before. I may too. But good will unite and overcome the evil; and the sun will shine in the end.” She nodded slowly.
“Thank you!” I kissed her hand. “I wish you were our Goddess!”
“I might.” Owl Head said peevishly. “I had a fight with the Harvest Goddess last week about that. But you should be on your way, Shark Eyes.” I didn’t mind her nickname.
I nodded as she disappeared. I walked, confident I would be safe. I had the hair of a spirit.
I heard the cry again, only closer. It was human, definitely. I walked closer. This whining human was the joy?
I bung my head on metal and I stumbled back. Ouch! But what was metal doing here?
I lifted my flashlight up, but it slipped from my hands. The batteries went skittering off; I bent down and reached around blindly.
“Who’s there?” A shaky, female voice said.
Looking up, my mind raced. “Who’s there?” I returned.
“A couple stuck in a cage.” A shaky, male voice said. “You?”
“An orphan who is pressured with problems.”
“We were taken from our daughter three years ago. She turned 16 a while ago.”
‘This sounded familiar,’ I thought. ‘A lot like…my life…’
I swallowed. “What was your daughter’s name?” I asked.
“Blossom. We thought it was a beautiful name.”
“Mom?” I said. “Dad?”
“Blossom!” I heard the scuffling of feet, and we embraced from the cage.
“I will save you.” I said. “But let me go first.”

[melody]

Wow, that was good, Emily. Keep up the good work!

[Emily]

Thanks you.

[pendulous threads]

*Admires the story* So...so...wonderful!

[Tsuki]

Awesome Emily! This is really interesting!

[moko]

side 1: i don't like this story.

side 2: she's just mad that you made kai evil.

s1: will you shut up?!

s2: i wouldn't have to talk if you wouldn't let your emotions take over how you feel of a story.

s1: that doesn't even make sense!

s2: yes, it does!

s1: no, it doesn't!

s2: it does too!

*fighting continues*

as you can see, my inner selves are arguing right now. U_U'
i think i'm going insane. don't ask. *dies*

[Emily]

Oh No! Don't die. I don't care if you don't like it. U_U Anyway, next chapter.

Ch. 15-Rick
“Yes, my darling.” Mother said, dropping her arms. I darted off into the woods.
The forest began to lighten. I shook my head. This was my third day, and I’m doing things like this so soon.
I glimpsed the Kappa Lake. Soon I would be there.
I ran out of the forest. The Kappa Lake was next to me. I ran down the road.
The glimpse of town came after I had walked a few minutes. I crossed Jack’s farm quickly so I wouldn’t be caught.
After the cross, the Poultry Farm came into view. I threw open the door and ran over to the stairs, ignoring Lillia’s wondering stare. I dashed up the stairs, ignoring Popuri’s babbles. I flung our bedroom door to Rick sitting on the bed, fiddling with something in his hands that he hurriedly shoved into his pocket.
“Sweetie!” Rick yelped.
“Rick!” I cried, out of breath. “I went into the forest and it was a while then I found a spirit and she gave me stuff and I kept walking then I found our parents then I came here…” I fell onto the bed, next to Rick, panting.
“Darling…” Rick grabbed my arms and pulled me up. “I need to tell you something…”
“Rick.” I said, regaining breath quickly. “We need to get my parents. They’re… trapped in the forest.”
“No.” Rick said. “Wait. I know-”
“We can’t wait!” I shrieked. “My parents are-”
Rick tackled me. He put his hand over my mouth and pressed it firmly.
“Just wait.”
I nodded. He seemed serious.
He took his hand away. “Blossom… I know we’ve only know each other a few days-”
“Rick, we don’t have time for this!” I hollered.
“You mean…You don’t…You won’t…”
“Rick, what are you talking about?”
Rick stood up, reached deep into his pocket, and slipped a blue feather into my hand.