Chapter 2
Tear drops falling from my face, I lay crying on my silk covered bed. My sister came walking into the room.
"Aya?" Sakura said as she tied her silky long, jet-black hair into a ponytail.
"Why? Why?" I began asking myself.
Sitting down beside where I lay Sakura said calmly, "Look, I know Mother's death is heartbreaking to you. It's heartbreaking to all of us, but Mother's soul now rests in a better place."
"But this was not supposed to happen! Mother was supposed to be here with us! Not in some other world! Oh I hate whoever did this to Mother! That person deserves a piece of my mind! I hope the person dies a more painful death than Mother did!"
"Aya calm down," Sakura said softly as she stroked my hair, her fingers running smoothly through each strand, "Mother hasn't completely left us. She's always watching us from the silver-linen clouds. Her voice is in the turtle dove's songs, and her walks are always in those of a beautiful crane's. She is in the trees and the flowers. Why Mother is everywhere we look. Besides, you are twelve years old, and I fifteen, therefore we are too young to be sulking the rest of our lives away. Mother wouldn't be happy if we kept crying."
"I guess you're right, but I still want to know who killed Mother."
"I know you do, and so do I. Listen, I have an idea. I heard about this woman who teaches all sorts of magic. Maybe she can teach us and then we can find out who killed Mother. Her name is Madame Leu and she lives in Haisama, which is about two miles outside of the town square. What do you say?"
"Okay! When do we go?" I said sounding more anxious than ever. There was no hesitance in my reply, for I wanted to find out badly who killed Mother.
With a smile on her face, and a soft glow in her eyes as she looked at me, Sakura said, "We shall go to Haisama tomorrow, but we mustn't tell father. He would be very frightened if he found out."
"Don't worry. I won't tell."
"Good," Sakura said proudly, and she walked out the room.
Tear drops falling from my face, I lay crying on my silk covered bed. My sister came walking into the room.
"Aya?" Sakura said as she tied her silky long, jet-black hair into a ponytail.
"Why? Why?" I began asking myself.
Sitting down beside where I lay Sakura said calmly, "Look, I know Mother's death is heartbreaking to you. It's heartbreaking to all of us, but Mother's soul now rests in a better place."
"But this was not supposed to happen! Mother was supposed to be here with us! Not in some other world! Oh I hate whoever did this to Mother! That person deserves a piece of my mind! I hope the person dies a more painful death than Mother did!"
"Aya calm down," Sakura said softly as she stroked my hair, her fingers running smoothly through each strand, "Mother hasn't completely left us. She's always watching us from the silver-linen clouds. Her voice is in the turtle dove's songs, and her walks are always in those of a beautiful crane's. She is in the trees and the flowers. Why Mother is everywhere we look. Besides, you are twelve years old, and I fifteen, therefore we are too young to be sulking the rest of our lives away. Mother wouldn't be happy if we kept crying."
"I guess you're right, but I still want to know who killed Mother."
"I know you do, and so do I. Listen, I have an idea. I heard about this woman who teaches all sorts of magic. Maybe she can teach us and then we can find out who killed Mother. Her name is Madame Leu and she lives in Haisama, which is about two miles outside of the town square. What do you say?"
"Okay! When do we go?" I said sounding more anxious than ever. There was no hesitance in my reply, for I wanted to find out badly who killed Mother.
With a smile on her face, and a soft glow in her eyes as she looked at me, Sakura said, "We shall go to Haisama tomorrow, but we mustn't tell father. He would be very frightened if he found out."
"Don't worry. I won't tell."
"Good," Sakura said proudly, and she walked out the room.