The Window

A Magical Land

The story is getting complicated, i know. A story in a story in a story. I personally think it's beautiful. 

"Dad, can i tell you something if you're not busy?", asked Luna the next day. "Of course sweetie, go ahead", i said. "Remember the fairy? Well, she didn't let me touch her before, nor any of the others that i couldn't even see well. The fairy's name is Bianca", said Luna. I said while trying not to get angry, "And..and what else did she tell you?", "She knew my name. She..she said that i don't look like Grace, and then left. She was nice". I started shaking slightly, and my eyes were lightning with tears, but i could hide it from her. I didn't say anything. Luna understood that i didn't like it, so she went upstairs to her bedroom. The name hit my feelings like a truck. I couldn't not let the tears roll freely. I went upstairs to my bedroom. Took out a framed photo from under my bed's mattress. Even though the framed photo was so small, i felt tiny when i put it on my chest. Call me stupid, call me crazy, call me whatever name you want to call me, but i hugged it and stretched my body on the bed, and tears felt free to run down. 

After a no-good day, it was bedtime for Luna. Story time.
But before, "Dad.. Dad who is Grace?". I went silent for a moment then, "You know who is Grace". And before she could ask any other question-

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Roger, who couldn't help but telling Gwen everything, told her about writing a story, his story. Gwen, as usual, was nothing less than supportive. 
One day, Gwen went rushing to Roger who was living in her house after the big day, where she lived alone. It was 9:00 AM. "Roger! Roger wake up!". Roger woke up, worried, but he looked at Gwen and she was crying, tears of joy. He smiled, "You're so beautiful", he said. "No no, it's not me the beautiful. Roger i was in the chamber half an hour ago. I stood facing the window. I thought i was just imagining but there, there was green hills outside and there were cats flying. I was shocked and impressed and confused and happy all at once. I stretched my arm into the open and.. I could feel the breeze hugging my arm. You won't believe it but i went outside. Roger it was all real. It was miraculous. It was a magical land . There weren't just flying cats, but also fairies of all colors: Red, green, blue, orange, brown and a lot more. There was flowers that i don't know what kind they were. Different shapes. All i knew is that they were so beautiful. And Roger remember the rainbow bees i told you about? They used to cover those flowers with chocolate and then the flowers would grow a bit longer and change their color and and shape. But i felt guilty, i wanted you to be there with me. But unfortunately, i just blinked then found myself in the chamber again", she said still crying because of happiness and disbelieve. She was so beautiful. "Gwen, i believe you", Roger said still smiling. "We're going to go.. together".