Shooting Falling Stars
Quote:
"It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: "And this, too, shall pass away."
"I just DON'T understand!"
Wanda pounded her knee, grinding her teeth as she did so.
"Three days, no leads, no nothing-why?!" She turned to face Cosmo, livid face belying the anxiety tearing at her insides.
They'd hung a hundred thousand signs in Sichuan.
Three million in Germany.
Sixty Trillion in Canada….which annoyed the natives somewhat….
Wanda felt ready to tear the earth apart.
No wand could track him. She'd asked hundreds of fairies from Fairy World to help.
Not even Jorgan's worked!
Not even her "Motherly Instinct" monitor could find him! The darn thing continued to short circuit itself!
Unable to sleep, shoveling large amounts of chocolate into her mouth when she was on break….
It was driving the woman insane.
And the fact that their last option-Mark-couldn't help.
Frustration burned through her misery, making her seem to the point her skin was ablaze.
"I CAN'T believe THIS!" she fumed, angrily kicking aside a piece of garbage.
Cosmo was buttering a bagel, and peering interestedly into a nearby tin.
"I know! And I can't BELIEVE it's not butter!"
Poof's lips quivered.
And, for the ninth time that day, he burst into sobs. Wanda wearily turned around, and clasped the small puffball in her arms. Cosmo sighed.
"Where d'ya think we look for clues? It's not like one's going to tumble down from the sky."
And, at that moment, a ship rocketed straight into the earth beside them in an explosion of flames.
Shooting Falling Stars
"It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: "And this, too, shall pass away."
"I just DON'T understand!"
Wanda pounded her knee, grinding her teeth as she did so.
"Three days, no leads, no nothing-why?!" She turned to face Cosmo, livid face belying the anxiety tearing at her insides.
They'd hung a hundred thousand signs in Sichuan.
Three million in Germany.
Sixty Trillion in Canada….which annoyed the natives somewhat….
Wanda felt ready to tear the earth apart.
No wand could track him. She'd asked hundreds of fairies from Fairy World to help.
Not even Jorgan's worked!
Not even her "Motherly Instinct" monitor could find him! The darn thing continued to short circuit itself!
Unable to sleep, shoveling large amounts of chocolate into her mouth when she was on break….
It was driving the woman insane.
And the fact that their last option-Mark-couldn't help.
Frustration burned through her misery, making her seem to the point her skin was ablaze.
"I CAN'T believe THIS!" she fumed, angrily kicking aside a piece of garbage.
Cosmo was buttering a bagel, and peering interestedly into a nearby tin.
"I know! And I can't BELIEVE it's not butter!"
Poof's lips quivered.
And, for the ninth time that day, he burst into sobs. Wanda wearily turned around, and clasped the small puffball in her arms. Cosmo sighed.
"Where d'ya think we look for clues? It's not like one's going to tumble down from the sky."
And, at that moment, a ship rocketed straight into the earth beside them in an explosion of flames.