Author´s note: This fic is written from what all I have read, seen and heard so far about ROTG so please, be good. I really want this story to go swell. Reviews are always welcome but I don´t care the quantity as it is my job to make a good story so let´s go!
The introduction story is borrowed from Oblivion Island.
1. Fairytale
"Once upon a time, there was a man who was very poor but very happy. He had a comb, a memory, that once belonged to his dear grandmother. He loved that little object very much but the man began to neglect it, until he almost forgot about it and then, the comb magically disappeared. The man went very sad. Is true he had been bad, but he loved his grandmother and the comb was the only thing he had to remember her so he looked everywhere and asked everyone. But it was useless.
Finally, he decided to go pray Inari, the fox god and Guardian of Lost things. The man was poor so he could only offer him an egg from his hens, and he prayed and he prayed, until one night...
Inari returned him the comb and thus, the man was happy again. The story spread through the place and soon many people began to pray for the things they have lost or forgotten. But the truth is...
`Pick it up, pick this up, pick that up´
Yes, that´s right. Inari and his fox apprentices take away anything we forgot or neglect to a place that they only know"
"Mom" Jamie glances at the opened book.
"Yes, honey?"
"Is Mr. Fox bad?"
"Not really. He just wants people to mind their things, to care for the memories, people and objects which are important for them. He does steal but for a good reason and he often returns what he has taken away"
"Guardian of Lost Things" the kid glances at the picture of the strange fox.
"I know you have heard of Santa Clauss, Tooth Fairy, Easter Rabbit and Sandman..."
"And Jack Frost, mom"
"And Jack Frost. But there are creatures in this world that even being invisible or not likely to be seen, that are very important because they watch over the real important things"
"Like what?"
"Like mysteries, imagination, love... You know. Am not saying that those you know aren´t important but some like Inari are to be minded too" she hugs him grabbing his side against her.
"Have you ever saw him?"
"The fox? Maybe. Who knows. Now off to bed and remember to hold on to the things you love most, dear. Because when they are gone, life becomes empty. Good night" the woman tucks him in and gives Jamie a kiss.
"Night, mom" he smiles while she puts the book on the writing desk. She is now going to see if Sophie is asleep as well. Jamie glances at the book one last time before falling asleep. The Sandman can now begin his work while a little figure sneaks through the place and disappears without a word.
Always loved mischievous Inari! As much as Sandy!
Hope you like it!
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