“That’s a bad mistake,” She tells me. But I don’t care, and I crawl inside anyways.
She glowers at my fortitude, for she has never had such will power.
As I hid away; inside my little home, I take out my best kept secret; Rallyn.
His little beady eyes look up at me with confusion, and he sniffs the air as if to test it.
I smile and nod at his gesture, and he crawls off my palm and into our new home.
He soon discovers every nook and cranny, trying it all out at once.
I hold my fist out, which contains a small treasure, and his eye fill with excitement.
Jumping up and down, making an IRP!-ing sound, he coddles my hand.
I laugh, opening it up to show a fruit of Gallia, and he licks it with much satisfaction.
Giggling, he says”Where are we?” I tell him that we are under the great oak tree, safe.
He snuggles, thanking me for a new home, and asking if I have any news.
“Yes,” I say after a moment of silence. “It’s gone.” The tears came, and I held him tight.
I tell him that, although his planet gone, he still has a home. Here with me.
He looks up with red rimmed eyes, “I can’t.” And out the exit he went.
I never saw little Rallyn ever again