Hello you all! ITS EMMIE WITH THE NEW LONG AWAITED CHAPTER FOR MAYBE!
Sorry for such a late update.
I really am... this will never happen again.
My computer broke down right when I finished the second chapter, and unfortunately they were not able to save all my files. This just happened to be one of them... sigh. And I had to wait till my birthday (a couple of days ago) to get a new laptop. Nobody let me use theirs... it was sad... they were all too busy with them. So now I have a new laptop, and I spent a couple days writing this. I originally had this finished in November. But now I'm publishing this almost in January. SORRY! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
I'm sorry its short once again. I tried my hardest!
But honestly, I feel like the worst author in the whole wide world. I hope that there is a way for you guys to forgive me...
ENJOY! Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy holidays!
When I was young, my grandfather spent quite a lot of time with me. He would take me all around the village of Blackberry Falls. We would go in to the woods, and he would tell me the names of all the birds and wildlife we saw. He would put me on his shoulders and show me the secrets of the woods- the best hiding spots, the best blackberry bushes, and all the hidden waterfalls. He even showed me how to climb a tree, despite the fact that he was 69.
"Your grandfather loved you more than life itself," my mother used to say to me. "Always with you, he was."
I guess the reason that I'm so "unladylike" and "boyish" is because of my grandfather. He treated me like a son, like a boy.
He and his own son, my father, were very different. While my grandfather treated me like a boy, my father insisted I be more of a lady. My grandfather loved the outdoors and the wildlife, but my father could not stand being in the wilderness. I must admit, I took after my grandfather more than my father.
I remember my grandfather's last day clearly. It was a cold, cloudy day. The wind was blowing something harsh…
My grandfather was lying on his bed, my father and mother and some nurses all surrounding him. I, at 7 years old, stood at the door to his bedroom, pale with fear. I heard him coughing, and trying to speak. The nurses shushed him, but he tried again.
"Zellie, my dear… come here please," he whispered hoarsely. I obeyed.
My grandfather slowly sat up, much to the nurses' distress. He shoved them aside gently, wincing in pain as his back cracked slightly. He stood up shakily and made his way towards the door, beckoning me to come.
At this, the nurses ran to him and tried to pull him back. "NO! I have enough energy for this," he said in a surprisingly clear voice. "Come, Zelda, dear."
I followed him, all the way out the front door and in to the forest, leaving the dumbfounded nurses behind. "Memorize the path, Zelda," my grandfather said to me. He led us down a trail I had never seen before, never even took notice of. Had it even been there before?
After about 10 minutes, my grandfather finally stopped. Lost in my own thoughts, I didn't stop until I bumped into him, almost making him fall over. I looked up and opened my mouth to apologize, but he shushed me.
Finally taking notice of my surroundings, I stood awestruck. Tall maple trees towered over us, their autumn-red leaves flying through the air. To my right, however, stood a long row of bushes. They were too tall to see over the top. Despite it was fall, the bushes still had bright flowers blooming on them. Nearby, I heard water rushing soothingly. It was like a magical land.
My grandfather headed toward the biggest bush, which had pink and blue blossoms all over it. "Watch close," he whispered to me. I watched as he traced a pattern over it with his left hand's index finger. It looked like a large triangle with an upside down, smaller triangle inside it. The three points of the inner triangle were touching the sides of the outer triangle.
I felt an odd sensation… like I had seen this symbol before.
Who was I kidding? I had never seen anything like this before.
The bush, acting as a gate, slowly swung backwards, allowing us inside to this mysterious place. After we stepped in, the bush slowly swung back closed, and I heard a little click. In front of us, a layer of vines hung like a curtain. When I touched them, they weren't prickly, but instead, soft like velvet. I swung them open, and revealed the most beautiful sight I had ever seen- a breath-taking spring.
We stood in the soft, powdery sand gazing at the gorgeous sight. Trees surrounded the area, their huge branches providing a perfect amount of shade. The bright blue, clean water glistened and sparkled. The water started out at about three centimeters deep, and was about one foot deep at the far end of the spring, where a small but stunning waterfall flowed. The waterfall was very short, about one foot tall.
The thing that fascinated me the most was the small, white, pink and blue glowing balls flying smoothly and calmly at the far end of the spring. Sometimes they would dip in to the water and fly back out. Completely intrigued, I wandered in to the surprisingly warm and soothing water, making my way towards the flying wonders. My grandfather followed closely behind me. I reached out my hand towards one of the pink ones. It landed on my finger. Immediately, I felt a comforting feeling wash over me.
"It's a fairy," my grandfather whispered to me.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Very rare creatures, indeed. This place is one of the only places in Hyrule that they exist in."
"Why are they so… special?" I wondered.
"Healing powers. Even the lightest touch from them can heal any physical wound…"
We stood in silence then, watching them flitting here and there.
"I heard that people can gain the trust of a fairy… and then that fairy will follow them everywhere," my grandfather said quietly. "I hear… that everyone has a fairy partner. But so many people don't realize that they exist, and never go looking for them… leaving most fairies out there by themselves."
"Do you think I have one, grandfather?"
He chuckled, but it turned in to a coughing fit. "I'm sure you do, Zelda."
Suddenly, I realized something. If fairies were landing on grandfather, how come he wasn't getting better? When I asked this, he replied, "Ah. A fairy… has peculiar senses. One who has a human partner, of course, knows everything the human is feeling. It learn to read that persons. But a fairy can tell many things about other humans too. In this case, the fairies can sense… that I don't want to get better."
Alarmed, I looked up. "But grandfather!"
"My time is up, Zelda. I have done my duty to the goddesses. I did what they had asked of me. I have fulfilled my purpose in life, and I have no other reason to continue my painful life. But you must promise me something, Zelda…"
Tears welling up in my eyes, I looked in to his eyes.
"You must never, ever, ever show this place to anybody else… unless you think they are worthy-" I cut him off. "What do you mean, worthy?"
"One day when you are older, you will understand. You will find someone special, and you will sense it. Now, this place is protected by magic… and the goddesses. This secret spring has been in the Harkinian family for generations. The secret password to the 'gate' is passed down to only one person in each family…someone who is considered trustworthy… and I passed it down to you… Don't let me down." I nodded my head.
"Remember… if you are ever feeling lonely or upset… you can always come here. The fairies will listen to you… as will I, from up above. Be positive. Never give up. You are strong, remember. And most important…always listen to your heart…"
Those were the last words I can remember him saying to me. I remember that we walked home together, and right when we reached his bed, he collapsed… and passed on.
I had cried for weeks. There are no words to express how much I loved my grandfather… the only one who really understood me. I have since followed his final wish. I never told anybody about the magic spring. I went there everyday. It was kind of a special place for me… it brought back so many memories of my grandfather… and gave me a wonderful place to think. When I had to talk to somebody, I talked to the fairies. They would listen to me, and come and sit on my shoulder as I talked. That warm, soothing sensation would pass through me, but I knew that they could only help physical injuries. However, they made great friends, those fairies did.
Today, I lay in the warm spring water, my hands folded behind my head as I chewed on a blade of grass. The fairies flew nearby, playing with each other, and on rare occasion, making a cute tinkling noise. I smiled as I watched them play. Although it was still autumn, the water and the temperature were perfect. The sun was shining brightly, but the trees around me provided shade.
As I lay there, I replayed my grandfather's last day in my head. I couldn't help but wonder about the odd sensation I had had when my grandfather was unlocking the gate. Had I ever seen such a symbol before?
A triangle with an upside down triangle inside it…
The green flash in the woods…
But how did that have anything to do with the symbol? It was just a green flash… the imaginative side of my brain was bubbling with ideas. "What ifs" began popping up.
Suddenly, a white fairy flew over to me. I smiled as it settled on my nose. It sensed that I wanted to talk.
I began. "I'm so confused, girl. I miss my grandfather so much. On his last day, when he showed me this spring, I remember when he was opening the gate… this odd sensation came over me. The symbol he traced… what was it? I felt like I had seen it before, but I never had… and now, when I think about… I remember this green flash that I saw in the woods yesterday. But I don't understand why." I knew the fairy couldn't talk to me directly, but I could feel that it understood me. I had done research on mythical fairies in the town's library, and a fairy could only talk to the person it had bonded with. Yet it gave me comfort to talk to her.
I was about to continue until I heard my mother calling for me (our house was not very far from here, I believe). The fairy lifted itself off of my nose and floated back to her friends. Smiling a little, I got up and made my way to the curtain of soft vines. My clothing was soaking wet, but I wasn't worried. Whenever I went out the gate, my clothing instantly dried off.
On the walk home, I couldn't stop thinking about that flash. Did it really have anything to do with that mysterious symbol? My heart was saying yes… but my brain was saying … always listen to your heart…
So how was it? Please leave a review. I will be going out of town for a few days to live on a horse farm! Hooray, I do this every year and I can't wait! I am catching a flight in the morning. So, wish me luck guyz! Have to go get some sleep. I'm super nervous... my first flight. Is it scary? Anyhow, I made a promise to myself that I would post this before 2013, and I will be back after the New Year. I have no computer where I'm going and no internet, so I had to post it tonight. I hope I did alright.
So Happy Holidays guys... I love you!
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-Emmie
P.S- Once again, I am very sorry for such a late update. This won't happen again. Once I get back, I will immediately start the third chapter.
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FORGIVE ME! Happy Holidays!