New Story in the Making...

One of my absolute favorite things to do,is to write short-story folk/fairytales. Ever since I was little I was writing fairytales of wizards and magical horses (yes, I still have that magical horse "book" that I illustrated as well)... The story I am working on right now, I am really excited about. I thought I would share a bit of it on here.. and maybe one day I will post the story page by page on my blog.. so you can read it a little at a time.. Still not sure.. but I am only 1/2 way done..
Here is a preview:

Lillian had momentarily forgotten about the colorful soup, and brought it to her mouth. Normally, she wouldn’t have given the Ferret any compliments, but the words were out of her mouth before she could pull in the reins.

“Oh, wow, this is glorious!”

And it was. She tasted rich foods and spicy foods and sweet foods and salty foods all drenched in feelings of joy and peace. The colors swirled around her tongue and into her stomach that seemed to smile when it entered. Lillian had never tasted anything quite so perfect in her 20 years.

Fedora grinned proudly at her creation and waited for Lillian to finish her bowl. Once she was done she asked for more, but Fedora shook her head, explaining that one was always enough. “Its wonderful, isn’t it? The recipe is secret, but there is star dust and dragon fire to give it the beauty and kick. SHA-BOOM!” The Ferret did a lightning bolt motion and began giggling to herself when Lillian jumped. The girl was too joyful to lash out at the ferret, so she joined in the laughter, instead. She hadn’t felt such happiness for years. She knew it was the magic of the broth, but she also knew that she liked this feeling. And hoped it would remain, even when she was hungry again.

After dinner Lillian helped Fedora with the dishes and they giggled about nonsense for an hour straight. As the magic seemed to disappear with the vanishing glow, so did the euphoric feeling within their chests. Lillian’s mood suddenly grew serious.

“Fedora?”

The Ferret exhaled with a smile and wiped the tears from her cheek. “Yes, dear?”

Lillian saw the animal’s eyes change to pages of knowledge, and concluded Fedora was wise beyond her first impression. What wonders and events had this animal seen in her lifetime? What had she felt? The young girl cleared her throat, suddenly intimidated to be sitting in front of a sage of some sort.

“Well, I... I was just curious...you see...” Lillian tried to pull the words from her mouth, but couldn’t make sense of them. Fedora patiently smiled and waited for her to finish. The girl breathed deeply, closed her eyes and blurted her thoughts, spilling them onto the footstool in front of her.

“I don’t know where I am going. Or why I am going there. I’m not even sure who I am. Or...or why I am.” Lillian fell limp in the chair, her brown curls resting in a wild mane around her head. She felt a tightness forming in her face, and knew tears would soon be flowing from her vibrant blue eyes. Breathe, just breathe she silently repeated to herself. It seemed to be working, and she raised her glance to the sympathetic Ferret.

“It will become clearer, the longer you search,” Fedora stated.

“But I have been searching for a long time.”

“And what have you found?”

Lillian stared into the animal’s black eyes, hoping to find an answer in their depths. But they were searching, too. The clock filled up the silence with its tick-tocks of reality. Time was passing ever so quickly. She shook her long hair, a tear piercing her cheek.

“Nothing and nobody.” The lost girl whispered.


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It is still raw, and I haven't edited much..
but let me know what you think anyways!
And yes, its supposed to be slightly confusing..