Simply Retired

My non existent heart jumps when she looks up to my shelf. Maybe she will free me from my prison today? My spirits fall when she glances back down at her paper, sudden inspiration catching her by surprise. It was the affect of my magic, the same magic bestowed upon my simple body when her spirit linked with mine.

Now, I am choking, her spirit is different now, not at all the excited little girl I used to know, now older and more adventurous... but there is still that spark of her in there. But in my box, I am separated from her brilliance, and without my own soul mingling with hers, she herself is duller.

A sweet little oneshot about a stuffed elephant protecting her girl.