The sun cascaded it's shower of warmth over all of East Liverpool as it rose beautifully against the crystal clear blue sky with no clouds in sight. The sunlight warmed all of the houses of the city as the residents of East Liverpool started to wake up. Yet the little boy of Prim was still peacefully asleep in the big soft bed underneath the warm bedsheets. He smiled warmly as he dreamed.
He found himself in a spacious room with snow white carpeting, baby blue painted walls which appeared to be decorated with pictures of himself as an infant with his mother. He was sitting on an alabaster white bench in front of a black grand piano, and he looked down at the ebony of ivory keys to see a pair of beautiful delicate hands with the nails painted ruby red. He swallowed deeply as he followed the hands that was stroking the piano keys, and traced his eyes along the arms up to a warm smile which was on the face of his mother.
"M-M-Mommy?!" He exclaimed with a big smile, and tears started to sting his eyes. He looked to see that her smooth flowing blonde hair cascading over her shoulders like a silent waterfall, her lips the shade of ruby red like her nails, and she was wearing a flowing white dress. Her sky blue eyes looked at him with great joy in them.
"Yes baby, it's me." She leaned her head down to kiss his forehead tenderly. "Would you like to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star with me sweetheart?" She gave him a comforting smile.
He looked up softly, and nodded. "Yes Mommy!"
She smiled at him warmly at his excitement. "That is my baby boy. Now just play the same keys I do, okay my little man?" She stroked four keys rhythmically to the syllables of twinkle twinkle.
He nodded, and smiled brightly as he paid attention to her hands. He repeated the same stroking of keys just like his mother. "Was that good Mommy?"
She nodded, and smiled at him giving him a tender kiss on the forehead. "Yes, that was perfect precious. Shall we continue?" He nodded as she started stroking at the many different keys creating a beautiful harmony. He smiled warmly as he watched the delicate hands of his mother stroke along the piano keys with much, and he followed.
They came to a slow, and steady stop as Toby smiled brightly. "That was fun, and it sounded pretty Mommy!" He turned his head to her notice that she wasn't there, and his face turned pale. "Mommy?!" He shot his head back and forth not seeing her anywhere. "MOMMY?!" He cried out as he felt tears started to sting his eyes again, this time out of sadness.
He shook with sobs as he heard a soft calm voice. "Toby dear?" He snapped his head up to see that the once room of bright color was suddenly a silent black void just like how his nightmare started.
He trembled and let out a small whimper at the voice. "M-Mommy?" He looked around the complete darkness. "M-Mommy, i-is that you?" He felt terrified as he saw a warm white glow ahead of him.
Shh... don't be afraid little one." Suddenly the figure walked forward to reveal she was Celestine. She gently walked up to the trembling boy, and sat down on her knees. She carefully lifted an arm, and gently placed it over his small form. She looked down into his teary eyes. "Shh... it is okay young Toby, I am not going to hurt you." She leaned her head down, and gave him a gentle kiss on his forehead.
He reached an arm up to wipe at his tears. "C-Celestine, how come you are in my dream?" He asked with a small voice. He looked up at her with a hint of fear.
She gave him a warm smile as she sat down with her legs crossed, and tucked them underneath her keeping her arm over him to comfort him. "Well, dear Toby, not only Kin and I hear the wishes of others, but we are also able to enter into their dreams. Another gift of being a sorcerer and elf priestess." She blushed as Toby gave him a light smile, and sniffle.
"That was a beautiful song you were playing on the piano with your mommy little one. If a priestess may ask, what was it called?" She looked down at him, and gave him a soft and warm smile.
"I-it is called Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Celestine. M-my mommy used to play it when I was sad or scared. S-she taught me to play the piano when I was three." HE sniffled, and turned his head to the side to not let Celestine see the tears that was once again starting to form in his eyes. He began shaking with sobs. Celestine looked down concerned for the small child. "Toby?" She spoke very softly and calm.
He clenched his eyes as hard as he could to subdue his tears. He then turned to look up at her. "I-I am sorry Celestine. I-it is just I loved playing the piano with my Mommy." He looked up at her with tear stained eyes. "I-I never said goodbye!" He cried and buried his face in his arms shaking.
Celestine frowned at the little boy, and felt tears start to sting at her eyes. She lifted her arms and brought him closer to her and brought him to her chest. She stroked up and down his back with her hand, and leaned her head down to lay it over his head. "Shh... little one, please don't cry." She gave him a gentle nuzzle on his head, and softly whispered. "You know what young Toby, you are very good at playing the piano. Maybe you could play the piano at the talent show? I know that your mommy would be proud of you if you play it." She lifted her head, and looked down into his eyes with a warm smile.
He sniffled, and raised his head up from his arms. He wiped at his eyes with a forearm. "D-do you think so Celestine?" He asked gently.
She gave him a warm smile. "Well, if an elf may say little one, yes." He smiled up softly. "Now of course I know she would be proud of you. That could be your way to finally able to tell her goodbye."
He smiled up a little. "Y-you really think, so Celestine?"
She stroked along his back some more, and nodded. "Of course dear Toby. Music can express our deepest emotions. You just got to believe in yourself little one." She gave him a nuzzle on the top of his head.
He smiled up softly with his eyes finally drying of tears, and his sobbing calmed. "Th-thank you Celestine. I-I think I will play the piano in the talent show tomorrow." He gently reached up, and hugged her neck with his little arms.
"You are very welcome little one." She gave him a soft kiss on his forehead. "Now it is time to wake up dear Toby, and get ready for school, so you can prepare for the talent show." She lit her hand up, and casted a warm white aura over his small form to slowly close, and rest his eyes.
He slowly opened his eyes as he woke up in the big soft bed of Prim's. He thought to himself. 'Thank you Celestine. I will play the piano tomorrow, and make my Mommy proud!' He carefully climbed out of bed, and started to get ready for the day ahead of preparing for the talent show. HIs heart beamed with joy from having discovered his special talent.