Chapter Seven: Kenji in Dreamland
At the peaceful little village of Omna, a meeting was being held.
"I would like to say that we have a very special squirrel in our midst." Everybeast stared at Neema. "And, I hereby announce that she will now be known as Neema Tallgrove Colorfur of Omna." A loud cheer went up for Neema Tallgrove Colorfur. She began to blush.
"Oh, I'm turning pink!" He fur became a brilliant shade of reddish pink that matched her blush. She giggled helplessly. "Sometimes my new power gets a little bit annoying." The villagers at the meeting clapped and laughed wholeheartedly. All except one. A lone squirrel sitting in the corner.
"Why doesn't anybeast notice me? I'm not any different from her," he muttered as he looked at his paws. "Life isn't fare." Neema approached him.
"Life will never be fare. I'd switch places any day with you. Too much attention being colorful." She sighed deeply. "Don't give up hope, Kenji. You are special in your own way." With that, the young squirrelmaid left the meeting house, off to her little spot away from the world.
Kenji got up, and left for his own little place. Behind a bush next to his hut, he sat. You're special in your own way. He thought about what Neema said. He added his own thoughts to the quote. You're special in your own way. Be what you want you be. All you have to do is try. Anything is possible. He sat there for a long time, thinking really hard. After thinking for a long time, he left for his bed.
He laid down slowly, and fell into a deep sleep.
"I told you that you have special powers. You see, we're all special in our own way."
"I never doubted you for a second. But I still haven't found my own power."
"See that pot?" Neema pointed to a pot on a table. "Do you want it to move?"
"Not really, why?"
"Say to yourself 'I want to lift that pot', and it will lift."
I want to lift that pot. To Kenji's amazement, the pot slowly raised off the table.
"Don't break your concentration." She said that too late. The pot dropped to the floor, and shattered as the young mouse stared in amazement. "OK. Say 'I want that pot to be whole', and this time, don't loose your concentration."
I want that pot to be whole. The pieces of the broken pot raised, and fitted themselves back together.
"Stop concentrating, and watch the pot." Kenji looked away from the pot, it fell back into the pile of broken pieces. She smiled intelligently.
There was a poof of smoke, and Neema vanished. Kenji woke up coughing. He thought about the dream. He looked at his lamp. I want to lift the lamp. With out breaking his concentration, he lifted the lamp. It floated in midair. I want the lamp to be set on the table. The lamp floated towards the table. He heard a noise, and , losing his concentration, the lamp fell with a crash. I want the lamp to be whole forever. The lamp reassembled itself, and Kenji went back to sleep, relived he still had a lamp.
At the peaceful little village of Omna, a meeting was being held.
"I would like to say that we have a very special squirrel in our midst." Everybeast stared at Neema. "And, I hereby announce that she will now be known as Neema Tallgrove Colorfur of Omna." A loud cheer went up for Neema Tallgrove Colorfur. She began to blush.
"Oh, I'm turning pink!" He fur became a brilliant shade of reddish pink that matched her blush. She giggled helplessly. "Sometimes my new power gets a little bit annoying." The villagers at the meeting clapped and laughed wholeheartedly. All except one. A lone squirrel sitting in the corner.
"Why doesn't anybeast notice me? I'm not any different from her," he muttered as he looked at his paws. "Life isn't fare." Neema approached him.
"Life will never be fare. I'd switch places any day with you. Too much attention being colorful." She sighed deeply. "Don't give up hope, Kenji. You are special in your own way." With that, the young squirrelmaid left the meeting house, off to her little spot away from the world.
Kenji got up, and left for his own little place. Behind a bush next to his hut, he sat. You're special in your own way. He thought about what Neema said. He added his own thoughts to the quote. You're special in your own way. Be what you want you be. All you have to do is try. Anything is possible. He sat there for a long time, thinking really hard. After thinking for a long time, he left for his bed.
He laid down slowly, and fell into a deep sleep.
"I told you that you have special powers. You see, we're all special in our own way."
"I never doubted you for a second. But I still haven't found my own power."
"See that pot?" Neema pointed to a pot on a table. "Do you want it to move?"
"Not really, why?"
"Say to yourself 'I want to lift that pot', and it will lift."
I want to lift that pot. To Kenji's amazement, the pot slowly raised off the table.
"Don't break your concentration." She said that too late. The pot dropped to the floor, and shattered as the young mouse stared in amazement. "OK. Say 'I want that pot to be whole', and this time, don't loose your concentration."
I want that pot to be whole. The pieces of the broken pot raised, and fitted themselves back together.
"Stop concentrating, and watch the pot." Kenji looked away from the pot, it fell back into the pile of broken pieces. She smiled intelligently.
There was a poof of smoke, and Neema vanished. Kenji woke up coughing. He thought about the dream. He looked at his lamp. I want to lift the lamp. With out breaking his concentration, he lifted the lamp. It floated in midair. I want the lamp to be set on the table. The lamp floated towards the table. He heard a noise, and , losing his concentration, the lamp fell with a crash. I want the lamp to be whole forever. The lamp reassembled itself, and Kenji went back to sleep, relived he still had a lamp.