The Little Light
She was flying. The air was cold.
The lake water was dark. In some places there was ice too. And it smelled like leave me alone.
And she watched them playing. Who could slide farthest into the water. And when they came out they shook their beaks.
She was left alone. Like always. But the always didn't bother her. Only her color bothered her.
There is a place on the other side of the lake. From where if you go too far, you can never come back.
And then you become like a kite. When the string slips from the hands. It's free. But you cant say it flies anymore.
He thought he saw flowers. Or mybe he was dreaming. The dark there was always the same. Either hard or empty.
Whether he opened his eyes or not, nothing changed.
And he started making up things that weren't there. And if the sky existed, he didn't care about it anymore.
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ROPESGLADE
Everything’s good for a puppy to play with. And to jump on. Even a wasp nest. But a wasp nest is full of wasps. And wasps don’t like you jumping on them.
And the wasps came out and ruined him. They stung his nose, his head, his mouth. His right eye too. And he ran. But the wasps flew after him and stung him.
A time passed you couldn’t understand how long it was.
Time moves. But only when you look at it. And if you look at it too much it runs away.
Inside the box no one was looking at time.
So it went back. Sometimes it never existed.
Saria sang the song of loneliness. That exists only because you’re not with who you want. Not because you’re alone.
The Baron came out of the water to listen. And he felt in that music there were his dad and his mom. They never left him. Like trees are always a bit in the leaves. Even when they’re on the water.
He knew he was becoming more stupid.
But he got sick when this thought came into his head. The fear froze him. [...] But if being smart made him lose his friend, then better to be an idiot.