Hey ho! (I almost started singing one of Merry and Pippin’s very entertaining songs) Today I bring to you my second story for AAWC! And I included a swan, once again, Misty
Before we go on, let me just say – GO TEAM SWAN!!! I BELIEVE IN US!!!! XD
Now let’s get on with the story, shall we? XD
I sat at the edge of the lake, letting my feet soak in the water. Gazing at the glistening lake, I let a tear trickle down my cheek. Gone. They’re all gone. A sob escaped my lips and I had no control over the tears. The ache was so strong that I hugged myself and bent over, allowing the overflowing tears to fall into the lake, creating ripples on the water.
“They were wonderful, weren’t they?” A voice came from behind me and I forced myself to look back and see who it was. A young boy around my age stood there, his eyes red and puffy, as though he had been crying, too. I closed my eyes and nodded my head, unable to speak a word.
He came closer and sat down beside me, placing his hand on my shoulder as I cried.
“I came here every day to visit with the swans. They brought hope and joy to the whole valley. And they were always there to help us and save us from the beasts. I can’t believe someone came and-” The boy paused, not even able to say those two horrible words himself. I sniffed and wiped away some tears as I lifted my head up.
“Which one was your favorite?” I inquired, my voice cracking.
“I always liked the one with the few blue feathers. He always did silly things.” The boy stated, trying to smile. I chuckled.
“He was my favorite, too.” I informed and the tears poured out again. The boy reached into his pocket and tapped my arm. I looked at him, wondering what he wanted.
“This is for you.” He offered and I took the photograph from him and smiled as tears streamed down my cheeks. It was a photograph of Blue, as I had dubbed him, splashing around in the water. I smiled gratefully at him and whispered, “Thank you.” He smiled back at me and went on his way. I wish I could have told him how much it meant to me, but I think he knew already. I would always treasure that photograph, and I’d always remember that kind boy.
I used a writing prompt that said to write the saddest scene you can think of between a boy and a girl, except this is the first time they ever met. I had tried this prompt once before and it didn’t turn out the way I’d hoped. I feel much more pleased with this one
Have a great day!