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“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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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