The ice will melt and the bare trees will burst into leaf
Every ending is just a new beginning
We need the night so the day can bring us light
For things to start anew
Leave what's passed in the past
For things to once again start anew
(Et Suus Saaks Alguse -Birgit Õigemeel)
Prologue: New Beginning
My Dear Matthew,
Please, don't forget about me while you're away in Vancouver! I won't forget you. Never. I'll be sure to send you photos of Fantome as he grows up and I'm a little upset you aren't going to be around. He'll miss you. I'll miss you, too.
Anyway, come visit us during the holidays so we aren't lonely. Fantome needs his Papa to be around to play with. I attached some pictures of him at the zoo; we rode on an elephant together because he was too scared to go on his own.
I'll see you soon when we come over and visit for your birthday, okay?
Love you,
Toris
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Matthew looked at the pictures attached to the letter in his hands, turning them over again and again. He had had to move back to Canada for work, leaving behind his little family –just Toris and their son Fantome. Toris seemed to be handling the move harder than expected, Matthew wished he could take Toris and Fantome with him but he knew that Toris wanted to stay near his family.
The picture had Matthew's favorite Lithuanians riding on an elephant, as Toris had said they had done. Toris' dark hair was flying in the wind and a smile graced his lips as he held the little boy in his arms, the boy who looked so similar to Matthew. Matthew let a small smile creep onto his lips as he stared at the two enjoying themselves, silently wishing he could be with them. At first glance, Fantome looked exactly like Matthew; but the more he looked, the more he saw Toris in the boy: the way Fantome's dark hair fell down into his eyes and he would swat at it while Toris chuckled, tucking it behind his ears for him, the way his green eyes twinkled with curiosity, the way his smile lit up the room…
Matthew felt a tear on his cheek as he looked at the two, he would need to visit more often when he got more vacation time.
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Toris,
I'd never forget my two favorite Lithuanians. I'm coming to visit for the weekend because I miss you; Alfred also wanted to come for dinner because he's broke and needs food. Is that okay with you? Fantome can play catch with is Uncle Alfred while we make dinner together. ;)
I'd send you pictures of me, but they're not nearly as cute as the pictures you send me.
There's a stuffed animal for Fantome in the bag, it's a moose since Canada likes moose. :P
I miss seeing your face…but I'll see you soon.
Matthew Williams
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Toris smiled. Matthew's letter had warmed his heart. He handed Fantome his toy and watched as the boy proceeded to bite the head of the moose. Toris chuckled, taking the toy out of his son's mouth.
"You can't eat the moose, sweetheart. Why don't we name him before we go to bed?" Fantome looked up at him; his green eyes sparkled as he thought.
"Can I name him 'briedis'?" Toris smiled, smoothing down Fantome's hair,
"Of course we can, mylimasis. You can name your moose anything you want." Fantome yawned, smiling shyly up at Toris as the man scooped the boy up and placed him on his little bed, kissing his forehead he spoke softly, "now, it's time for bed. We can play again tomorrow and we'll write Papa a letter together."
Toris flipped the lights off in his son's room. He watched the color drain from the walls. What had once been green was enveloped in darkness with small lights emanating from the night light Fantome had insisted on having. After seeing that his son had fallen asleep, Toris stepped back out into the living room, staring at the handwritten note that Matthew had sent him. He smiled sadly.
Matthew was too far away from him and Fantome.
Toris was going to fix that. He began making plans to move up with Matthew in Canada. He had heard it was a very nice place, so he was confident that Fantome would make lots of friends and live a good life there while still having the occasional visit from Uncle Alfred (although Toris was a little worried that Alfred would be a bad influence on his little angel) who enjoyed seeing the boy grow up.
When Toris began plotting something, there was no stopping him.
Hi,
I'm Master Boss. How are you?
Did you enjoy the chapter? I did this instead of all the homework I'm behind on because I went to Moab, Utah with my Biology class. If any of you were there, we were really loud and obnoxious...and I laughed pretty loudly when I heard there was a plant called Mormon Tea because I thought it was ironic. Yeah. We're cray-zay.
So, just as a warning, don't expect this story to be updated that often. It won't. I have a very hectic, busy week every week and it is so intense that the intensity hurts me. I'll update when I actually have the time to update. :P
Briedis = Moose/elk in Lithuanian
Mylimasis = beloved, lover, sweetie, love, man, darling in Lithuanian
Inaccuracies in translations? TELL ME! PLEASE, TELL ME! This is important! It's f***ing bold, that means it's super importante!
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Lots of love,
~Master Boss~
