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Date Posted: 13:05:23 06/26/03 Thu
Author: Aurora
Author Host/IP: 67.35.82.192
Subject: Telling my tale

Aurora the Angel walks up to Kyra. "I have a tale to tell." She says. Then she sits down and starts talking. "When I was just a wee little Angel, my mother loved to walk with me in our garden. The flowers were made of clouds, and the walls of cloudy rain. She and I would walk through the garden until we got to the swing. It was tied around a tree. All the trees in the garden were made of pure silver, all except this one. It was a weeping willow, brought back from earth, the only colorful thing in the garden. It was a drop of green in a sea of silver. I would sit upon the swing, which was made of silver, and laugh, while my mother pushed me. My light blonde hair would fly everywhere and my wings would wiggle with joy! But, unfortunantly, when I was of three years old, the branch broke, while i was swinging. Now, normally the branches wouldn't break, but this tree was wood, and not silver. I fell right out of the swing and landed with such force, I went right through the ground and landed on a thatched roof of the people here on earth. I wasn't used to pain, so I cried my little heart out. But then, a woman, a human, came out from the house. She took me in and gave me some hot chicken soup. It was so diffrent than the food in heaven, so..warm and liquidy. The food in heaven tasted like, well, like cotton candy. The drink, (yes only one drink) tasted like water and grape juice, all mixed up. Well, I had not learned how to fly yet, so I couldn't fly home. I was brought up by this woman, whom I call mom. She was not married and didn't have any children, so it was just the two of us. It took a year or so to get used to earth, and their wooden swings. Well, i still wish my mother would come and find me, and I have been waiting ever since. Other Angels have helped me learn to fly, but I can't fly for long, on account of living like a human for so long. I would never make it to heaven. I haven't even seen it since that day, but I still remember, and dream of my mother and that horrible day in my magic, wonderful, silver garden." With that Aurora stood up and smiled. "That's my story."

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~Nods~ -- Kyra, 17:50:20 06/27/03 Fri