Mario the music box: History of Mira

Recollection of the father...

I began to wake up slowly. The head was very hurt and buzzing, hands, and the whole body was tied with a bandage, my eyes hurt with tears. It seems that my blind anger and fire wrath almost killed me. I tried to sit on the bed, but almost fell. The movements were given to me with pain and labor, apparently I really had a difficult day ...

With difficulty rising and going to the window, I began to look at the sky. It was light because of the stars. And a large bright moon illuminated the kingdom with its moonlight. After that, the star flew. And after her one more. And another one. It seems like star rain began ... just like that night.

flashback:

- Dad, what is it flying in the sky?

That night, me and my dad were not a valley from the castle and watched the stars spilled in the sky. The moon also shone brightly and illuminated almost everything with its moonlight.

- They are shooting star. Once every one hundret years, a comet flies over our world and drops thousands of star.

I admired the stars and listened to my father.

- Shooting star? Can I taste it?

- Of course.

My attention was drawn to pink light emanating from the object in my father's hand. It was a star with pink light. I took it in my hand and not thought out for a long time. It tasted like honey.

- It tasted like honey! I like it!

Dad did not answer just with a smile continued to look at the stars. It was one of my favorite nights in life. We watched the sky for some time until dad spoke.

- Well, I think it's time to increase in the castle Mom, I suppose it's already looking for us.

Nodding our heads in agreement, we stood from the ground and went home.

I became preparing for bed. I put on my pajamas, I lay down in the bed and began to wait until my father wished me a good night. And the aircraft appeared with the same smile on his face. Having kissed me on the forehead and having chewed my good night, he wanted to leave and turn off the light, but I stopped him.

- Dad?

Dad looked at me with a slight surprise.

- Yes? What?

I looked at him with frightened eyes and it would seem that tears would go. Father, seeing this reaction came up to me, climbed onto the bed and taking me in his arms began to reassure me.

- Hey, hey what happened? Who offended my small fire flower?

I pressed into him clinging to his red sweater. Dad quietly whispered the words of comfort, and slowly swinging like a cradle. Stroking my hair and cleaning my finger with your finger that rolled out of my eyes.

- Shshsh is all right. I'm here. No one will touch you. I promise.

Little by little, I began to calm down. I wanted to sleep, but I was afraid that when dad leaves, then the nightmares would return. Father seems to understand my thoughts and continued his actions by pressing me to him.

- Do not be afraid I will be here and I will guard you. Not a single nightmare will get to you.

It went on for some time until I fell asleep. Noticing this my father put me on the bed, covered me with a blanket, kissed my forehead and whispered.

- Good night, my little fire flower.

End flashback:

It was a great time when I last saw you dad. Sometimes I think ... Why did you still leave? Do you love us anymore or maybe it really because of me?

Maybe I'm just cursed ...?