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Fountain
By: Catty Engles
Mickey took the lead again as they moved into the garden. He led his friend's toward the massive maze that dominated the garden.
Donald hesitated, "Uh, Mickey? Haven't people gotten lost in there?" Mickey turned and winked at his friends.
"That's the whole point of a maze Donald, but don't worry you won't get lost with me in the lead. I'm crown prince, remember? I'm required by law to know this stuff."
Goofy didn't falter after that; he had complete confidence in Mickey. As Mickey strode toward the entrance to the maze, Donald held back, if only for a moment. He too trusted Mickey but wanted to keep his "tough duck" physic in tact. Mickey turned left, right, right again, middle fork, Donald lost track; he felt ill at ease when he didn't know exactly what was going on. Goofy plodded along beside Mickey chatting about their latest Magic assignment.
Outwardly he seemed to have forgotten their brush with. the cold. Donald couldn't name what had touched his heart. All he did know was that he never wanted it to touch him again. If Mickey hadn't. what did Mickey do? He saw the flash of golden light but how did he know it was Mickey who had saved him? At the time Mickey recovered him Donald had forgotten his own name not to mention Mickey's. I
Mickey talked amiably with Goofy, glad for the diversion. He was trying to push away the gnawing feeling at the back of his mind that they were going the wrong way. They approached the clearing where the monuments were. Mickey glanced around at the statues. This was what Donald and Goofy had risked their lives to see. No, not risk their lives, that was just an unimportant mishap. Mickey was finding it hard to concentrate on something so terrible now that he was someplace so familiar.
Donald and Goofy wandered off to look at a graceful monument of a slender mouse dancing in a long dress. Mickey favored a statue of the crown's famous silhouette. The time-honored symbol was the epitome of his duty. It was the embodiment of his realm and what responsibility he would have to undertake one day. Mickey traced the ears and featureless face with a soft hand.
"Mickey what's this?" Donald gestured to a pond in the middle of the clearing. The rocks that fashioned the rim were in the vague shape of a heart and only reached about a foot off the ground at the highest point. A small underwater fountain spewed water gently over the rippling surface. Unlike all the other objects that inhabited the garden, this one was unadorned and reticent. Mickey loped over to the pool's rim.
Mickey shook his head, "That's not a part of the new monuments, it's always been here, since before I can remember."
They stared at the depths, although giving the pretense that the pool was shallow, it was quite deep. The pit must have been dug quite a ways for there was no obvious bottom.
A rustling came from the far edge of the clearing and then a muffled scream. Without a second thought Mickey dashed towards the shriek. His friends close behind.
(A/N this following sequence takes place at the same time as the previous one.)
***
Minnie followed Daisy. Daisy was so intent on finding the fountain that she didn't even hesitate walking through the entrance to the maze. Minnie and Daisy used to play that there were bandits and kidnappers around every corner of the labyrinth. For some reason that childhood memory was realer than ever.
Daisy marched on. Minnie found it odd that Daisy didn't mention her brush with death, or at least Minnie thought it was death, at the beginning of the garden. She trailed along behind her friend regretting her decision to come to this cold, wretched, barren, desolate. and then she remembered.
"Not at all." Minnie smiled, remembering Mickey's words. He had seen her in that moment and only her, maybe he could understand her too. She fought down a blush. The maze wasn't so cold anymore.
***
Daisy was screaming. She beat against the walls that held her. She could see through her eyes and hear through her ears but her mind was no longer her own. The cold had trapped her and placed her in this prison. The walls were transparent but they kept her from using her body. She could only look helplessly as she led Minnie into the maze.
Only a bit farther.
A harsh grating voice cut through Daisy's prison and she flinched. Her feet obediently stopped.
Now, we shall see.
Minnie looked questioningly at Daisy. They had stopped at a seemingly insignificant spot on the path. A clearing was to their left and a wall of shrubs to their front. No, she was wrong, a wall of shrubs and a dark splotch no bigger than an acorn, now a dinner plate, now a looking glass, and then it was big enough for Minnie to step through. Impenetrable darkness was all that the portal reflected.
Minnie was drawn to it. Not Minnie but Minnie's heart was drawn to that darkness. Daisy was unaffected. Minnie walked to the edge of the hole she fought the urge to touch the blackness.
Touch it
The voice reverberated around the barren garden. Minnie couldn't control the hand that reached out tentatively and touched the surface. The hole closed around Minnie and then disappeared.
Daisy was released from her prison. "NO! Minnie! What happened?" Daisy screamed as she stumbled toward the portal that had swallowed her friend. It was gone before she reached it. Daisy collapsed and howled inconsolably. That voice, the cold, they had taken Minnie. But why? Why Minnie? She pounded the ground as more sobs racked her body.
***
That was how Mickey and his friends found Daisy. Mickey rushed to Daisy but Donald got there first, he gently touched her shoulder. She reeled around to face them. Her haunted eyes were accented by the tears that carved wet rivulets into her feathers. Donald kneeled and helped Daisy into a sitting position, steadying her with his shoulder. Goofy hovered behind Mickey not sure what to do. Finally deciding to kneel on Daisy's other side. Goofy hated to see other's cry.
"What's the matter?" Mickey asked.
Daisy could only point dumbly at the shrubs and whimper softly.
"I don't understand."
Daisy continued to point. Her mind wasn't functioning she couldn't focus. Minnie.
"Help her up, let's get her to the castle." Donald and Goofy tensed at the mention of a course through the fog but Daisy gave another pitiful whimper and they found the strength to help her stand.
"It's okay Daisy, we'll help you." Mickey smiled at her. He recognized Daisy from Magic class.
Daisy broke free of her daze. She began to struggle in Donald and Goofy's grasp. Daisy broke free and turned around facing Mickey squarely she said in a strangled gasp,
"Minnie's gone."
Fountain
By: Catty Engles
Mickey took the lead again as they moved into the garden. He led his friend's toward the massive maze that dominated the garden.
Donald hesitated, "Uh, Mickey? Haven't people gotten lost in there?" Mickey turned and winked at his friends.
"That's the whole point of a maze Donald, but don't worry you won't get lost with me in the lead. I'm crown prince, remember? I'm required by law to know this stuff."
Goofy didn't falter after that; he had complete confidence in Mickey. As Mickey strode toward the entrance to the maze, Donald held back, if only for a moment. He too trusted Mickey but wanted to keep his "tough duck" physic in tact. Mickey turned left, right, right again, middle fork, Donald lost track; he felt ill at ease when he didn't know exactly what was going on. Goofy plodded along beside Mickey chatting about their latest Magic assignment.
Outwardly he seemed to have forgotten their brush with. the cold. Donald couldn't name what had touched his heart. All he did know was that he never wanted it to touch him again. If Mickey hadn't. what did Mickey do? He saw the flash of golden light but how did he know it was Mickey who had saved him? At the time Mickey recovered him Donald had forgotten his own name not to mention Mickey's. I
Mickey talked amiably with Goofy, glad for the diversion. He was trying to push away the gnawing feeling at the back of his mind that they were going the wrong way. They approached the clearing where the monuments were. Mickey glanced around at the statues. This was what Donald and Goofy had risked their lives to see. No, not risk their lives, that was just an unimportant mishap. Mickey was finding it hard to concentrate on something so terrible now that he was someplace so familiar.
Donald and Goofy wandered off to look at a graceful monument of a slender mouse dancing in a long dress. Mickey favored a statue of the crown's famous silhouette. The time-honored symbol was the epitome of his duty. It was the embodiment of his realm and what responsibility he would have to undertake one day. Mickey traced the ears and featureless face with a soft hand.
"Mickey what's this?" Donald gestured to a pond in the middle of the clearing. The rocks that fashioned the rim were in the vague shape of a heart and only reached about a foot off the ground at the highest point. A small underwater fountain spewed water gently over the rippling surface. Unlike all the other objects that inhabited the garden, this one was unadorned and reticent. Mickey loped over to the pool's rim.
Mickey shook his head, "That's not a part of the new monuments, it's always been here, since before I can remember."
They stared at the depths, although giving the pretense that the pool was shallow, it was quite deep. The pit must have been dug quite a ways for there was no obvious bottom.
A rustling came from the far edge of the clearing and then a muffled scream. Without a second thought Mickey dashed towards the shriek. His friends close behind.
(A/N this following sequence takes place at the same time as the previous one.)
***
Minnie followed Daisy. Daisy was so intent on finding the fountain that she didn't even hesitate walking through the entrance to the maze. Minnie and Daisy used to play that there were bandits and kidnappers around every corner of the labyrinth. For some reason that childhood memory was realer than ever.
Daisy marched on. Minnie found it odd that Daisy didn't mention her brush with death, or at least Minnie thought it was death, at the beginning of the garden. She trailed along behind her friend regretting her decision to come to this cold, wretched, barren, desolate. and then she remembered.
"Not at all." Minnie smiled, remembering Mickey's words. He had seen her in that moment and only her, maybe he could understand her too. She fought down a blush. The maze wasn't so cold anymore.
***
Daisy was screaming. She beat against the walls that held her. She could see through her eyes and hear through her ears but her mind was no longer her own. The cold had trapped her and placed her in this prison. The walls were transparent but they kept her from using her body. She could only look helplessly as she led Minnie into the maze.
Only a bit farther.
A harsh grating voice cut through Daisy's prison and she flinched. Her feet obediently stopped.
Now, we shall see.
Minnie looked questioningly at Daisy. They had stopped at a seemingly insignificant spot on the path. A clearing was to their left and a wall of shrubs to their front. No, she was wrong, a wall of shrubs and a dark splotch no bigger than an acorn, now a dinner plate, now a looking glass, and then it was big enough for Minnie to step through. Impenetrable darkness was all that the portal reflected.
Minnie was drawn to it. Not Minnie but Minnie's heart was drawn to that darkness. Daisy was unaffected. Minnie walked to the edge of the hole she fought the urge to touch the blackness.
Touch it
The voice reverberated around the barren garden. Minnie couldn't control the hand that reached out tentatively and touched the surface. The hole closed around Minnie and then disappeared.
Daisy was released from her prison. "NO! Minnie! What happened?" Daisy screamed as she stumbled toward the portal that had swallowed her friend. It was gone before she reached it. Daisy collapsed and howled inconsolably. That voice, the cold, they had taken Minnie. But why? Why Minnie? She pounded the ground as more sobs racked her body.
***
That was how Mickey and his friends found Daisy. Mickey rushed to Daisy but Donald got there first, he gently touched her shoulder. She reeled around to face them. Her haunted eyes were accented by the tears that carved wet rivulets into her feathers. Donald kneeled and helped Daisy into a sitting position, steadying her with his shoulder. Goofy hovered behind Mickey not sure what to do. Finally deciding to kneel on Daisy's other side. Goofy hated to see other's cry.
"What's the matter?" Mickey asked.
Daisy could only point dumbly at the shrubs and whimper softly.
"I don't understand."
Daisy continued to point. Her mind wasn't functioning she couldn't focus. Minnie.
"Help her up, let's get her to the castle." Donald and Goofy tensed at the mention of a course through the fog but Daisy gave another pitiful whimper and they found the strength to help her stand.
"It's okay Daisy, we'll help you." Mickey smiled at her. He recognized Daisy from Magic class.
Daisy broke free of her daze. She began to struggle in Donald and Goofy's grasp. Daisy broke free and turned around facing Mickey squarely she said in a strangled gasp,
"Minnie's gone."