A week passed by, Rosaria had remained locked up in her room, refusing to come out. No matter what they said to her from the other side of the door, Scarecrow, Tin Man, Lion, and even Rosaria's friends could not persuade her to come out. On the first day of the second week of her self-inflicted loneliness, however, Rosaria stopped answering her friends completely, and this began to worry them!
After two days of no answers, Darien had had enough. 'I will get through to her.' he thought. 'I refuse to let her wither away like this.' Darien went to the Emerald Palace. With the permission of his dear friend's guardians, Darien knocked on the door of her bedroom. "Rosaria?" No answer was heard. He began to knock with more desperation, knowing that something was wrong. "Rosaria, answer me this instant, or I'll break the door down! I'm not kidding!"
Though only ten years old, because of his training as a racer, Darien was extremely strong, and so he rammed his shoulder against the door again and again, knowing that if he only could get to the other side of that stubborn piece of wood, he could help his best friend. The door finally gave in and Darien fell hard to the floor with it.
His head began to spin as he saw Rosaria on the floor, not moving and only small breaths causing the slight rise and fall of her chest. Darien picked her up off of the floor just as Scarecrow, Tin Man, and Lion came running into the room after hearing the noise of the door being knocked down. "We must get Rosaria to a hospital now!" yelled Darien.
.....Her eyes fluttered open to reveal a hospital room, and then she remembered what had happened. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed aloud.
....Darien walked into the room, and the rose he held in his hand as a get well gift for Rosaria, fell to the floor at the sight of her. There Rosaria was, standing of her own accord, tears falling down her cheeks. "I can walk Darien! I can walk!" He smiled as the tears pricked his eyes, falling down his cheeks, and he ran to take Rosaria into his embrace, lifting her in the air.
His best friend could walk, a miracle! Rosaria had been healed! Impossible as it was, Rosaria Castine Callo, princess of the Rose Kingdom, who had lost the use of her legs as an infant on the day her parents fell to the grim reaper's evil tricks, was standing, taking steps! Rosaria felt so alive, it was as if she had been walking all along.
Now understanding the power of the Rose gave Rosaria a wonderful sensation. She felt as if she now had a deeper bond with her parents and her past.
After weeks of rigorous practicing and physical therapy, doctors were still stumped. It was as if those horrible events that befell her had never grazed the surface of her being. Rosaria read her mother's letter over and over again, not allowing anyone to see it. With the first game of the championships ahead, Rosaria knew she should be practicing, but felt no motivation at the moment, there were still so many questions, so many things left unsaid.
Rosaria walked out to the place of her parents' eternal rest, praying for nothing more than answers to her questions. "Mother?" she said. "Ignore me not. I need so desperately to have a word with you." Rosaria turned her head to see her mother sitting there casually, sitting indian style on the grass in front of her own tombstone.
Dorothy stroked her daughter's face gently and said, "What's the matter Rosaria? You can walk again! The second thing that you always wanted next to seeing your father and I, your dreams are coming true one at a time. What more could one desire?" "I want to see father." said Rosaria. Dorothy looked at the ground, and then lifted her face gracefully to meet the eyes of her beloved child.
"Rosaria, remember how I told you that I come to you through the power of the Rose?" "Yes mother, I remember." "Well, your father did not possess that power, and I've not enough of it to bring him. However, I can answer any questions that you ask me." Dorothy smiled as Rosaria sighed. "That would be nice." Rosaria said. "For I've many questions to ask." Dorothy giggled. "Then I suppose I have many to answer!" Dead mother and living daughter laughed together.
"What do you want to know little one?" "Everything. Start from the beginning, and tell me how you met." "You're father and I met through your Auntie Alyssa, who was my best friend at school. Dave and I, that is your father's name as you well know, we spent the greater part of our adolescence together, never once did we quarrel. It was meant to be. Written in the stars, as is all of this that is happening now."
"I wish so much that I could meet him." Dorothy looked away. "I know, but be strong, for he watches you every day, as do I. We love you so much Rosaria, and we are proud of you. Now, I think it's time you practiced your racing, for if I am not mistaken, the first race of the championship races is tomorrow evening. You can be sure I'll be cheering for you!" Dorothy kissed Rosaria as a tear fell down the young girl's cheek. "Good luck Rosaria." Dorothy vanished.
....Rosaria flew above Oz, daydreaming about things, nothing in particular really, just how wonderful life could be. She tilted her head back, outstretching her arms, taking in the wind and the smell of the spring air.
'Mother is right!' Rosaria thought. 'I shouldn't be so depressed, my parents gave me so much. I will never take them for granted again.'
How do you like THAT? Huh? HUH? ._. Um....ya....anyway, I hope you're enjoying. Sorry it took so long, but I've been busy. *mumbles under breath curses at school*
~*Tori*~
After two days of no answers, Darien had had enough. 'I will get through to her.' he thought. 'I refuse to let her wither away like this.' Darien went to the Emerald Palace. With the permission of his dear friend's guardians, Darien knocked on the door of her bedroom. "Rosaria?" No answer was heard. He began to knock with more desperation, knowing that something was wrong. "Rosaria, answer me this instant, or I'll break the door down! I'm not kidding!"
Though only ten years old, because of his training as a racer, Darien was extremely strong, and so he rammed his shoulder against the door again and again, knowing that if he only could get to the other side of that stubborn piece of wood, he could help his best friend. The door finally gave in and Darien fell hard to the floor with it.
His head began to spin as he saw Rosaria on the floor, not moving and only small breaths causing the slight rise and fall of her chest. Darien picked her up off of the floor just as Scarecrow, Tin Man, and Lion came running into the room after hearing the noise of the door being knocked down. "We must get Rosaria to a hospital now!" yelled Darien.
.....Her eyes fluttered open to reveal a hospital room, and then she remembered what had happened. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed aloud.
....Darien walked into the room, and the rose he held in his hand as a get well gift for Rosaria, fell to the floor at the sight of her. There Rosaria was, standing of her own accord, tears falling down her cheeks. "I can walk Darien! I can walk!" He smiled as the tears pricked his eyes, falling down his cheeks, and he ran to take Rosaria into his embrace, lifting her in the air.
His best friend could walk, a miracle! Rosaria had been healed! Impossible as it was, Rosaria Castine Callo, princess of the Rose Kingdom, who had lost the use of her legs as an infant on the day her parents fell to the grim reaper's evil tricks, was standing, taking steps! Rosaria felt so alive, it was as if she had been walking all along.
Now understanding the power of the Rose gave Rosaria a wonderful sensation. She felt as if she now had a deeper bond with her parents and her past.
After weeks of rigorous practicing and physical therapy, doctors were still stumped. It was as if those horrible events that befell her had never grazed the surface of her being. Rosaria read her mother's letter over and over again, not allowing anyone to see it. With the first game of the championships ahead, Rosaria knew she should be practicing, but felt no motivation at the moment, there were still so many questions, so many things left unsaid.
Rosaria walked out to the place of her parents' eternal rest, praying for nothing more than answers to her questions. "Mother?" she said. "Ignore me not. I need so desperately to have a word with you." Rosaria turned her head to see her mother sitting there casually, sitting indian style on the grass in front of her own tombstone.
Dorothy stroked her daughter's face gently and said, "What's the matter Rosaria? You can walk again! The second thing that you always wanted next to seeing your father and I, your dreams are coming true one at a time. What more could one desire?" "I want to see father." said Rosaria. Dorothy looked at the ground, and then lifted her face gracefully to meet the eyes of her beloved child.
"Rosaria, remember how I told you that I come to you through the power of the Rose?" "Yes mother, I remember." "Well, your father did not possess that power, and I've not enough of it to bring him. However, I can answer any questions that you ask me." Dorothy smiled as Rosaria sighed. "That would be nice." Rosaria said. "For I've many questions to ask." Dorothy giggled. "Then I suppose I have many to answer!" Dead mother and living daughter laughed together.
"What do you want to know little one?" "Everything. Start from the beginning, and tell me how you met." "You're father and I met through your Auntie Alyssa, who was my best friend at school. Dave and I, that is your father's name as you well know, we spent the greater part of our adolescence together, never once did we quarrel. It was meant to be. Written in the stars, as is all of this that is happening now."
"I wish so much that I could meet him." Dorothy looked away. "I know, but be strong, for he watches you every day, as do I. We love you so much Rosaria, and we are proud of you. Now, I think it's time you practiced your racing, for if I am not mistaken, the first race of the championship races is tomorrow evening. You can be sure I'll be cheering for you!" Dorothy kissed Rosaria as a tear fell down the young girl's cheek. "Good luck Rosaria." Dorothy vanished.
....Rosaria flew above Oz, daydreaming about things, nothing in particular really, just how wonderful life could be. She tilted her head back, outstretching her arms, taking in the wind and the smell of the spring air.
'Mother is right!' Rosaria thought. 'I shouldn't be so depressed, my parents gave me so much. I will never take them for granted again.'
How do you like THAT? Huh? HUH? ._. Um....ya....anyway, I hope you're enjoying. Sorry it took so long, but I've been busy. *mumbles under breath curses at school*
~*Tori*~