One night, the toymaker and the young lady were drinking the hot cocoa the toymaker made under the moonlight -
“I can’t go back tomorrow” the young lady said. She placed her cup on the bench and faces the toymaker.
“Maybe the day after tomorrow?” said the toymaker.
“I can’t too; I’m going to look for the prince.” She answered.
The toy maker figured it out; she was crying because of the prince, the night when they met. “Then, I’d wait for your return.” He smiled sweetly. They both sit quietly on the bench and bask under the moonlight. The next day, she left.
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Days gone by and the news spread like wildfire, about a special gift the toymaker makes - A stuffed bear that talks and walks like people do. Adults are now storming the toymaker’s store begging to him to sell one, but the toymaker refuses and insisted he only creates for a special person.
One day a group of orphans went to the toymaker’s store, begging him to give them a special toy. They concocted lies and stories to deceive the toymaker forcing him to their biddings. Unknowingly, the toymaker believed the stories and created special gifts for the orphans. He believed them and made several of those stuffed bears – He’s kindheartedness was being abused.
A year later the young lady found out what happened. She heard news that similar stuffed toys were being sold in other towns but she knew that the only one who could have made those - The toymaker. She decided to visit the toymaker and soon after she was standing in front of the toymaker’s store door.
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“It’s been a long time” the toymaker sweetly smiled as he opened the door, still young as the last time but looks weaker than before.
“What Happened?” the young lady asked worriedly. The toymaker said he was just feeling tired and just needed some rest. The young lady helped the toymaker go to his bedroom and lay on his bed.
“I need to tell you something” The toymaker said. While lying on his bed he reached an envelope and gave it to the young lady, “Don’t read it until tomorrow.” He softly said to the young lady. Suddenly, his smile wore off and his tears started to flow through his face.
The young lady was shocked with the toymaker’s emotion. She never saw the toymaker cry and now he’s crying in front of her, she asked him why but he won’t tell. She wondered what the letter could contain - It could be the reason why he cried. But she did what the toymaker asked her to and promised to open the letter until tomorrow.
“Please bring me a hot cocoa” The toymaker asked showing his sweetest smile. The young lady obliged.
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Lost Tales
RomanceA different take on a storybook. period. Seat back, relax and carry on -Storyteller