Fairytales - Part 2

Dedicated to all those who go through life with dreams and hopes.

Index

8) The name of a flower

9) A new way

10) Dreams that heal

11) The welcome that changes you

12) Interwined with the moon

13) A pirate and his victory

8) The name of a flower 

The name of a flower suited her like a glove which fits perfectly. She was the elegance and grace made in person. She was also strong, just like the nature which claims her place and breaks through the concrete. She was like that: strong and delicate at the same time.

One day a boy picked her up and placed her in a better environment, made of love and respect, a great nutrient for healthy growth. When life weighed her down, he was for her like a wood who straightened her and made her look up, thus reminding her of everything she was grateful for.

Despite her young age, life had made her grow up quickly. She is practical and rational, but she is also gifted with a incredible heart. The two young people, with their love, cultivated a garden and in the garden of their life some friends had followed them. Parsley, peppermint, cherry tomatoes... if there was another gift that our flower had, it was that of creating tasty delights and works of art.

One day she painted herself like a flower among many, but her beloved saw it and with her permission, corrected the drawing.

Now there was a single clear flower on

the right and all the others faded, going unnoticed. “You, my dear, are like that”

he told her. Joy took possession of the moment. Sometimes life leads us to doubt ourselves. We are the protagonists, yet sometimes we feel like an appearance.

“Never forget that you have an important place in life.” her beloved continued: “let everything that does not belong to you slip away. You are perfect just the way you are and you are in the right place at the right time my dear. You can feel like any flower but you are special and your beauty radiates everything. Never doubt what you are able to do, there is a place for you that only you can occupy. May God guide you towards the desires of your heart and may He show you your place of honor. You are important.”

9) A new way

As usual, Rosalia dropped her long braid for Kyne, who every day sent her a love letter from a wild goose. But, unlike other days, a bitter surprise caught her when she saw that the eyes of her magnificent love had turned from emerald green to a pale dull gray. “My love, your stepmother found out about us and she wanted to punish me.” Kyne said. Rosalia was about to cure him with her magical hair but before she could do it, he changed appearance and transformed into her stepmother. “Eh, you would like him to be punished but it is you who have betrayed my trust!” said the witch. The young woman did not have time to say anything that she was was made blind, but in her heart, despite her fear, she was comforted by the fact that her beloved still had the sight. The witch decided to wall up the girl alive in the palace, sure that her beloved, lost in who knows what forest, would never have reached her in time to save her. But you know, noble hearts find company. In the forest Kyne became acquainted with some magical creatures that helped him return to his beloved. They transformed the tower into interlocking pieces and enjoyed taking it apart piece by piece in order to save the girl. Rosalia ran into the arms of her beloved. They spun around, smiled and hugged each other tightly, with that sweet strength that reveals to you the fear of having almost lost something very precious.

“Why didn’t you heal yourself?” He asked confused. “Haven’t you noticed?” Rosalia

showed him her hair: “When she cut my hair, I lost the magic.” she said with her head down. He gently took her chin in her hands “Don’t give up.” He told her, wiping her tears and kissing her eyes. “You’re a good girl, I’m sure we’ll find a solution. I love you” “I love you too.

”Rosalia did not recover her sight but did not give up and learned to read Braille. Kyne encouraged Rosalia to pursue her dreams and thus they opened a school to teach Braille even to the little ones. Their story encourages all the people they met along the way to never give up because from what may seem like a defeat, something wonderful can be born.

10) Dreams that heal

She closed her eyes and dozed off on

that book she loved so much. Wooden

toy soldiers, dolls that come to life, fairies, mermaids,... a place where she could decide to be whoever she wanted to be. Without rules, without the boredom of everyday life.

So she decided to be half doe and half cat.

She knew she would meet him. A new intern had been circulating in the world of dreams for 30 days. Too young and curious to be distant when he could take place in enchanted places and enjoy the imagination of others. It was like watching a movie but being part of it at the same time.

Despite the freedoms Adam took, the guardians of sleep were called to be abstained observers. In fact, the guardians of sleep did not have to become part of dreams but remain alert to any possible danger that the dreamer might encounter and be ready to wake the sleeper up in time to save his life. Yes, they also had the rule of awakening all those dreamers who prefer to avoid the real world and lock themselves into the world of dreams.

It was forbidden. Life is a precious gift and therefore it is right that it should be lived. Even if with pain, because if we did not know suffering, we would not be able to appreciate the beauty of goodness and joy.

Escape from reality was Ella’s plan. The real world seemed too difficult and complicated to her. So she began to take refuge in her naps.

So it was that our Adam risked serious trouble but also made a difference. To better observe Ella and her fantastic world while going unnoticed by the other sleep guardians, he turned into a white tiger cub. He didn’t understand why he was so attracted to her fantasy. There were many children with bizarre imaginations but Ella’s dreams, although unique, had something familiar.

The two children thus found themselves dancing above the waves of the sea, kissed by the sun and with huge tulips coming out of the water. They entered one of the flowers and in the center a table awaited them with cheeses and crabs dancing the merengue.

While eating with dance steps, they all lined up, hands on the shoulders of the creature in front of them and continued dancing. Then the two entered a door and were greeted by an elf-like poet who was sipping a cup of tea.

She watched them and with a great heart said: “Bright stars of the sky! What an honor to have you here! How can i help you?”

“I wish I knew what to do,” Ella said. The elf looked at her with tenderness and with a sweet smile said to her: “The answer is in your heart, little one. The tiger cub is a great curious, so much is his help that it can be frustrating. “ The two children exchanged amazed glances, ignorant of being part of each other’s plot. Everything darkened around them and a bright glass appeared which they passed through together. The piano keys accompanied them along a path in the sky, together with a melody as sweet as it was bitter. The tiger cub thus seemed to realize what was previously hidden from him:

“Ella, it’s me!”

“Me who?” She asked confused.

“Your little brother.” Replied the tiger.

Terror filled her. “It’s me!” he repeated. She was hit as if by an invisible force that catapulted her to the ground. The dark gravel in her hands.

Ground. Aridity. Darkness.

A crack formed under her, causing her to fall in a flight that seemed infinite. Fragments of the mirror appeared to her first from the right then from the left.

“We don’t know if he will survive,” her mom said, through one of those fragments, as they looked at her little brother.

Ella, in her 10 years, felt guilty as never before: the life of her little brother was in danger of becoming ashes and all for a stupid game!

Was Ella bad? Certainly she felt that way. Why had such a thing happened? Why was her little brother in a coma and not her? With all these stormy questions navigating her brain, her eyes filled with tears. “Murderer, murderer, you are a murderer!” she yelled at herself.

She had been sleeping hiding in the barn for too long now, with no one able to call her back into the real world.

“When you try to escape from reality, it will always end up finding you.” Adam told her, with his original features and sad eyes. “But there is always another point of view!” He hugged his sister, with compassion.

The darkness made room for a rainbow. Now Ella no longer felt like she was falling. She was stable in the arms of her little brother. Tears streamed down her face. “You didn’t want to hurt me, I know this. Life seems to give us only two solutions: either black or white, but there are shades. Don’t live life like a victim and don’t feel like an executioner. Every day you have the opportunity to reinvent yourself and break the mold. “ Adam gave her a kiss on her cheek. Behind them a glacier melted just like the fear in her heart. “I love you little sister and that will never change” the

two embraced. The world around them was crumbling and so Adam woke up for the last time, he awakened the dreamer from her dream.

“Ella, where have you been? Come here!

Your little brother has woken up! “

11) The welcome that changes you There was a strange event, at a certain time in history, where the children went to sleep and woke up

3 months later. For all that time they breathed and their little hearts beated, they just didn’t respond to the present. Although everyone came back with greater joy once awakened, every house trembled at the idea that such a fate could befall its children.

“Steve, will you stop flirting with mermaids? THANK YOU.”

“Trinity, I’m not doing it!” He said with a smile. “Then let them eat you! Umpf! “ She turned pouting. “Trinity, Trinity, you know I only have eyes for you! It’s not my fault if they flirt! “

“But you are responsible for your actions and who you spend your time with!” She said angrily. “Would you like it if I spent my time with those centaurs?” She asked as their eyes made their way to the grassland and naked torsos.

“No!” Steve said, pouting at her, but starting to understand her feelings. “You see?! Then have respect for yourself and our relationship. If you really care, you should be willing to protect what we have. “

That was the last time Steve let himself be entertained by the seductive sirens.

Trinity knew that Steve loved her because with every observation she made, even if at the beginning with a bit of difficulty, he listened to her. She saw in him the commitment to improve himself and to prove to her that his love

is true.

Steve put his whole heart into everything he did.

His job was to recuperate lost children: all of those children who did not understand their

place in the world and therefore felt lost. Together with Trinity he welcomed and fed them, giving them love and establishing the trust that they were not alone.

Although Steve had the appearance of an eternal child, he was mature and had the qualities that all leaders should have: a big heart, a genuine interest in others, the right severity to

put things back in line but also a lot of love and compassion. He was aware that keeping children with him caused pain in their families of origin, so they always tried to restore the little ones as quickly as possible but in such a way that the benefits were lasting.

Thus it was that the children were able to bring what they had learned from Steve and Trinity into their lives and also into the raising of their children. They were able to raise them with lots of love and the knowledge that they were born with a purpose.

“You are unique and special” was the message most remembered over the years.

Steve and Trinity proudly reaped the rewards: they had fewer and fewer lost children because the awareness of one’s own value and place in the world was growing worldwide.

However, they continued to receive visits from all those who believed the stories of their existence.

12) Interwined with the moon

She was the incarnation of the moon, pale of a pearly color, blond, adorned with some white hair. Light pink lips, with blue and clear eyes which remember the sky or the water of a river that flows without interruption towards a better destination.

Beautiful and unreachable.

I, with my white clothes stained with black tears, was crying for a love that I could not reach. Tears have been visible on my face for days. With my black bonnet and way of walking with my head down, I thought I could go unnoticed in life.

How wrong was I?

It is life itself that spurs us to look at ourselves like a mirror. Thus I found myself reflected

in a magnificent painting, exhibited in an antique shop. In the picture you could see a man walking in a large place, alone. Earth and sky.

At a second glance I noticed that a blue bird accompanied him and a yellow flower was waiting for him at the end of his path. Was I really all alone in my pain?

That image comforted me by giving me new hope and reminding me that I am alive.

I thought of all those life companions trying to encourage me on the way. My heart at

the time wounded, could not handle all that warmth and it was like an impenetrable wall.

I thought at the time that only her hands would warm me, but fate had more in store.

Now, looking back, I was grateful for my peers. I went to see them that same day and hugged them while crying. I was welcomed with open arms and the pain melted away, giving space to a positive feeling of acceptance and understanding. The next day, I tried to figure out who or what the yellow flower was. A cute dog came to me, all cheerful and cuddly.

I caressed him a little, until he led me in front of a solid wooden door, with a window facing towards the outside world. The sun made room for the rain. All cold and tired, I played the doorbell of the house. What irony was in my fate that evening: it was the young woman of the Moon who opened the door.

Amazed, I realized that something was lurking beneath this unlikely coincidence. She made me sit at the table and fed me, under the protective gaze of her tender dog.

After the meal, still a little confused and intoxicated by the wine, she accompanied me to the door but suddenly I stopped in front of the photo of a little girl with ebony hair.

She smiled with her thin lips and missing teeth. Something grew inside me and came out.

A pain mixed with joy. My hand in front of my face as I started to cry, to sob, barely supporting myself, I slipped slowly towards the floor.

Luna told me that she was her sister, married to a farmer by the will of their parents.

She also told me that her sister had always kept in her heart, a space for her first love.

We both understood the situation.

She asked if I was the one who had given to her sister a ring made from thin twig strands.

I nodded with a wistful look.

We were two dreamers. Except that I, in the pain of her marriage, I threw myself into thinking about someone else. Even though I didn’t really care and I didn’t know it was going to lead me to her. Christine, on the other hand, she clung to the love she had for me, keeping my ring in the suffering of all these years. Hoping to see myself heroic, on a white horse to come and get her, to save her.

Eventually I found out that her husband was mistreating her, but I could not intervene.

It was Christine who was called to embrace the strength that was in her and understand

that she deserved better. Respect for herself had to emerge and reclaim her place.

Life is one. It presents us with choices on which we must ponder and ask ourselves:

“Am I living or am I surviving?” Thus grasping the reins of our life, riding towards a better future.

So we did. Architects of our destiny, which at the same time was intrinsic to divine moments and angelic revelations that instilled us with courage.

Life is but a handful of sand which with a breath escapes us far away. Be today what you wish to be. Appreciate the people by your side and be grateful, because everything every good and perfect gift is from above. There may be times to wait, encounters marked by destiny, wait for it and approach it with courage. Do not be afraid of making mistakes: this

is how you learn and how you can lift up others. Let us commit to living a life without regrets.

13) A pirate and his victory

The young protagonist of our story, Jun, had been watching his captain spend and spread money for years, even at the cost of the lives of those he loved. What mattered to him was only the money. Jun had thus learned an important lesson: certainly money was useful, but it did not bring happiness. In fact, the captain, despite being surrounded by people during the day, always found himself alone at night and wondered why he could not find peace. The captain always offered his companions a drink, but when he needed them, he found himself alone and did not understand why. In his heart he envied the pirate apprentice Jun. Because he, despite being a simple person and not having much money, was cheerful. So cheerful that he gave the captain anger and tried to undermine the young man’s confidence by making him feel bad about himself.

But Jun, having understood what matters in life, even though he didn’t like the captain’s attitude, he managed to keep himself calm and in his heart he hoped that one day the captain would open his eyes to the truth.

Jun ended up creating his own crew, made up of friends and his beloved mermaid.

He met her while diving into the sea to save his 4-legged friend who had just been rescued by her. They had been fascinated by each other’s eyes but ended up thanking each other, a little awkwardly and going their own ways. Although him, in his heart, wanted to kiss her and she wanted to know him.

However, fate played her cards and made them meet the following day: the little mermaid was chased by sailors, Jun saw her and in order to protect her, he managed to mislead the sailors. From that day on, he romantically continues to protect her while she, in her own way, makes him feel safe and happy.

One afternoon the captain decided to clash with the boy. There were injuries but it all ended briefly, with the captain who decided to jump into the sea by himself. This is because he

had seen in the eyes of those guys something that he wanted but did not feel his: an alliance based on love and mutual respect.

Those eyes would do anything to help the others. The captain thought that he would

never be able to cultivate such relationships but just when all seemed lost, Jun was able

to grab him.

“I know what you are thinking and yes, you weren’t the best. But if you have the desire

to change, there is hope. There is something good in your heart, do not abandon it. “

Jun told him.

The captain, after a long time, remembered how it felt to be humble. He put his hand on his heart and knelt in front of the boy, asking his forgiveness and thanking him for the second chance. Jun hugged him and there was a big party.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it😊⭐