I had the good fortune to stumble onto this project with the awesome Amy, called "OnceUponATime" basically a never ending story. And as luck would have it, I was writer number 2- so for the first part of the story click HERE and then read on to hear my part of it.....
So now that the horse knew he wanted to be friends with the girl, he couldn't find her anywhere. He thought he'd first try looking for her in the village of the valley
which was also cool or just plain odd or to be truthful,
both odd and weird which as far as I'm concerned, equals coolness to the nth degree!!!
Anyway, as he was walking along, he passed a rainbow of houses,
and lollipop trees transplanted from the magical Lollipop Forest.....
and in the distance, he spied a scrap of blue; maybe a blue scarf? ......could it be her?
It was her- she was hanging out in a mini lollipop forest! And she had loosened her scarf to wave it in the wind- to get his attention- and her hair....it wasn't nappy at all! It had grown back from where the horse had eaten it and now it was all pretty and red!
Then he heard her calling in the distance... "Catch me if you can....."
So he followed her along the star strewn path
leapt from day to night
because that starry, starry path led to the place where night meets day
but it was OK, 'cause he could just glimpse the blue scarf,
he knew he was getting close......
he was running so fast, he barely had a chance to see the houses he was passing.
But a few things caught his attention....
one house was full of butterflies- so full- they'd lifted the roof right off with
their hopes for freedom!
at another house, he noticed a man of questionable origins....
but alas, he had no time to stop for inquiries.....
because he was getting close- he could just see her scarf in the distance
as she flew away on the wings of a moth.....he was getting so close, he just knew it....
end section 2
I'm also linking this with Paint Party Friday so I can be early for once ;D
Not to be overly melodramatic,but I thought I'd share the meaning of some of my symbolism I used-
26 years ago (this past Monday), my brother passed away-
so the 26 butterflies represent him and his freedom from being a quadriplegic....and even though the horse was Amy's idea, I feel like my brother has followed; watched over me all these years;
so he's kind of the horse too.....