Sorry forgot the declaimer in the last chapter...
Declaimer: I don't not own the story of "Vasilisa the Beautiful" but I do own the boy Vanna.
So here is the next chapter:
Chapter 2: Vanna
It was 50 years ago. I was working in my morning garden, my name for the flower garden. Then, a little boy, too small for his clothes, looked at me through the gates with big, black eyes. He was dressed in a worn out plaid shirt with long tan baggy pants. He had a short black hair that hung just above his eyes.
"Would you like to come in?"
He gave me a slight nod. I walked over and opened the gate for him. He peeked into the garden and stare for a good 5 minute before walking in. I closed the gates and stood behind him. I watch him turned his head to the left and to the right. "Do you like the flowers?"
He shook his head.
"Do you like the colors?"
He shook his head again.
"Would you like to pick one of the flower?"
More head shaking.
"Why don't you come into my house and then we can introduce ourselves."
He reached out and took the edge of my basket without look at me. I lead him down the path to the noon gate and then toward the night gate. As we walk down the path he never look in front or at me, only to the left side of the garden. It wasn't until it got dark and we reach the night gate when he looked toward my house. The lantern already glowing and I lead him inside.
"Why don't you sit over there and I'll get you some hot tea and cookies."
He nodded his head and sat down. I went into the kitchen to put down my basket.
A/N: Mysterious Boy Vanna. Well, he has a reason... I hope. Next chapter would be told in the point of view of Vanna. Now we can get into his head. YAY!
Until next time~