"Hello! It's me, Sonya, and this is my good friend, Duke. Would you like to go on an adventure with me?"
"Yes!" I heard you say.
"You would? Great! Aunt Brenda wants me to find three items needed to bake a chocolate cake. We need to go to three places, the grocery store, the baker's shop and the farm. Come on, let's go!"
"Come on, let's go, arukou, arukou!" my travelling song played.
I ran and Duke skipped, saying along the way, "Where are we going? The grocery store."
"Hey, have you guys seen the grocery store?" I asked, looking at the baby. So it seems that you have already a child, a child of ours.
"Where?"
"Behind you," you said, holding the baby's arm, pointing behind me.
"Where is the grocery store?"
"Behind you!"
"Behind me? Oh, there it is."
We entered the grocery store. "Good morning, Sonya. What would you like on this lovely day?"
"What do we need to bake a cake?"
"Flour? Toys? Or backpacks?" I said, pointing the selections that showed up in front of me.
"Flour? Toys? Or backpacks?"
"What? Flour? Yes! We need flour to make a cake."
"Flour, oh, flour!" Duke exclaimed, carrying the sack of flour, jumping around like a monkey.
"Next, where do we have to go?"
"I can't hear you."
"Da baka sta!" the baby said. I'm so proud of him and you!
"The baker store?"
"The baker store!"
"Come on, let's go!"
"Hey, it's Hector!" Duke warned.
"What do you want this time, Hector?"
"Hey, the flour bag's missing!"
"Hehehe, I've hidden the bag somewhere, somewhere you can't find it, haha!" he said, running away.
Ahh... Brings back memories. Whenever I faced any problems, you were there to help me. But now you're not here with me, but I don't mind. You shouldn't be here. I shouldn't even be here either.
"Do you see the bag?"
"The bag, the bag!"
"Where is it?"
"In the bushes!"
"Da bashas!"
"Where?"
"Da bashas!"
"It's in the bushes!" Duke cried out.
"Great! Now we can go on our journey."
Our journey... It happened so fast, "ended" so fast, like a dream. It was quite amazing, yes it was.
"Come on, let's go!"
"Come on, come on, let's go!"
"Hey honey, have you seen the flour?" I heard "myself" saying.
"It's in the storage room," you said.
"Starga ram!"
"Ok, honey."
You don't realize... You don't realize anything... Yet... What can I do to make you notice, what can I do to make you feel this?
Soon, Duke and I arrived at the baker's shop.
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Melancholia
FantasyThere was once a town called Melancholia, where weird things often happened. The spirits there, are not necessarily good, not necessarily bad. The skies there were most often blue, but sometimes light shows occurred. Clouds came in all shapes, sizes...
