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Did MJ Find Love In The Dark (continued)

Love.him said:
Nice song, well chosen. As for me only being an MJ fan since the other day, actually, I was a fan before the internet was invented. I was living in NY when Michael was first accused in 1993. My time here does not capture how long I've been a fan or the fact that I am old enough to remember stuff from the 70s. So when AllForMJ tries to tell me how to see Michael she is not realizing that I've actually seen it for myself as much as a fan can who does not know Michael. I am well aware of the religious background he grew up with & how it effected his image, one he wanted to projected, but for some reason there is something wrong with the fact that he maintained that image in AllForMJ's mind. I have said that we should move on from the disagreement, but AllForMJ is the one holding up the thread with her increasingly obvious sarcasm. Obviously, I've touched a nerve. If you're seeing issues in yourself that need to be resolved taking it out on me won't solve them. I suggest you take it to God in prayer since you like to project yourself as a Christian.
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Just let it go...Geez Oh peat...enough of the doggin already..!
 
OMG. Please, save the drama for your mama!!

I know that MJ is going to meet or has already met someone very special to him. And I am very happy for him. I think we all need to be happy for that day, when that happens. He can't be married to all of us...that is, unless he's still living in Bahrain (I heard that men can have multiple wives there). And if that's the case, I demand to be Wife Number 1! (sssshhh...) :D
 
LindaC781 said:
OMG. Please, save the drama for your mama!!

I know that MJ is going to meet or has already met someone very special to him. And I am very happy for him. I think we all need to be happy for that day, when that happens. He can't be married to all of us...that is, unless he's still living in Bahrain (I heard that men can have multiple wives there). And if that's the case, I demand to be Wife Number 1! (sssshhh...) :D
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You're right, Michael lived in Bahrain if he could assemble a harem. I think I would give it in very well. All women would fight for Michael to have much to share it with the other wives! lol! I think he would go down in history as the man who has had the largest number of wives! lol! Who are applying for the position of Mrs. Jackson? :wild::wild::wild::wub::wub::wub:​
 
I know you guys are joking but wouldn't that be awful to actually be one wife out of thousands or even more than one? I could never do that. I don't care who it is to. It would really suck having to share your husband with other wives.

AllforMJ do you really feel that way; that this is your thread and people who disagree with how you see things should make their own thread? I am not bashing or anything here, I know my tone can't come across the internet. I just ask because I would feel funny sharing my views on things, and that start of a mini sideline story probably isn't something you want in here if you feel like this is your place to share and people who have differing views need to make their own thread. I know you can't reply to PM's easily so I thought I may as well ask here.

Should another thread be made then for other opinions on a similar topic, or are you just asking for respect for your opinions and the thread topic and spirit of the thread?
 
Ape said:
I know you guys are joking but wouldn't that be awful to actually be one wife out of thousands or even more than one? I could never do that. I don't care who it is to. It would really suck having to share your husband with other wives.
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We're kidding. :cheeky: Seriously... In my opinion have several wives, I do not think combining with Michael. It is a very delicate situation and it involves feelings and emotions. It is not that kind of man we met there. If he was such a man for sure love to have several women to display as a trophy.

Michael needs a woman that loves the truth of body and soul unconditionally. Michael must feel safe with this woman as if she were his nest for him never feel fear and have difficulties in solving the challenges of life. She has to be there beside him in times when good and the bad help always follow the best path. I'm sure God is taking care of it. Michael will still be very happy and loved unconditionally! :)​
 
This thread is so long that I can't follow it all, but in some part of it somebody was composing a fairy-tale with MJ as main hero, it would be nice if somebody wrote the continuation :) Doesn't matter if it will be based on one fairy-tale or many of them or none of existing ones...
 
Ape said:
I know you guys are joking but wouldn't that be awful to actually be one wife out of thousands or even more than one? I could never do that. I don't care who it is to. It would really suck having to share your husband with other wives.

AllforMJ do you really feel that way; that this is your thread and people who disagree with how you see things should make their own thread? I am not bashing or anything here, I know my tone can't come across the internet. I just ask because I would feel funny sharing my views on things, and that start of a mini sideline story probably isn't something you want in here if you feel like this is your place to share and people who have differing views need to make their own thread. I know you can't reply to PM's easily so I thought I may as well ask here.

Should another thread be made then for other opinions on a similar topic, or are you just asking for respect for your opinions and the thread topic and spirit of the thread?
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I must comment that I whole heartedly agree you about having to share one (s) husband with other wives...

There are three things that I feel that are very disrespectful... is a lier, thief, and a cheat..!
 
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ashtanga said:
We're kidding. :cheeky: Seriously... In my opinion have several wives, I do not think combining with Michael. It is a very delicate situation and it involves feelings and emotions. It is not that kind of man we met there. If he was such a man for sure love to have several women to display as a trophy.​



Michael needs a woman that loves the truth of body and soul unconditionally. Michael must feel safe with this woman as if she were his nest for him never feel fear and have difficulties in solving the challenges of life. She has to be there beside him in times when good and the bad help always follow the best path. I'm sure God is taking care of it. Michael will still be very happy and loved unconditionally! :)​
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Again...absolutely and wholeheartedly agree..!

:cheers:
 
Magicgirl, that was me but I was thinking maybe I should make another thread outside of this one for it? Just so that it doesn't get too off topic in here as I don't want it to take away from anything in here. So? Does that sound like a plan? I could put it in Michaelmania and anyone could add to it whatever they wish, a chapter at a time, or just read and reply.
 
Magicgirl said:
This thread is so long that I can't follow it all, but in some part of it somebody was composing a fairy-tale with MJ as main hero, it would be nice if somebody wrote the continuation :) Doesn't matter if it will be based on one fairy-tale or many of them or none of existing ones...
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I would think as long as it has to do with Mr.Jackson love & romance...why not..?

In my opinion, the story about Michael the King and the Princess was a nice touch to this Thread...

:angel:
 
OK, then let's continue until or unless AllforMJ would rather it be in a different thread. If that happens I'll move it with no hard feelings. Would anyone care to continue on? Or should we all?
 
I look forward to reading more of your story, Ape :)

Ape said:
OK, then let's continue until or unless AllforMJ would rather it be in a different thread. If that happens I'll move it with no hard feelings. Would anyone care to continue on? Or should we all?
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Ape said:
OK, then let's continue until or unless AllforMJ would rather it be in a different thread. If that happens I'll move it with no hard feelings. Would anyone care to continue on? Or should we all?
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We are interested in learning more from AllforMJ and her thoughts about Mr.Jackson's songs, lyric's etc.

AND...

We want to know what happens next with the King & the Princess...:cheeky:

Both are most interesting...
 
Everyone has contributed something interesting to this thread. We are all looking forward to the thread moving forwards. :)
 
Alright then.. and also remember that any of you can add to the story if you wish. If you don't, then I will try to keep going with it. I had some fun, but am not done. I'll post it anyways.


Part trois:

After dinner King Michael, unable to release her from his mind, went for a stroll to ease his busy brain. He dressed up in one of his servants clothing as a mild disguise. This time his mind was on exactly where he was headed. Part of him wished for her to still be at the stream, though he knew it was unlikely. On his way there, something caught his attention long before he'd reach his private place. Downstream from the spot, he noticed a little girl playing with one of the little leaf boats build by his maiden, in a pool of water that had collected aside the stream.

He watched the little girl for a moment in her innocence. She played rapt inside her imagination much like the one who'd created the boat. The king found himself getting lost in his own dreamland while his feet sought out the destination of his destiny. When he'd arrived, he found he was alone. The ground was still warm from where her body lay. The moss, still compressed with her imprint. He bent down to touch the outline of the one who'd captivated him in such a small but beautiful moment. It had been years since he'd felt this way about another. He couldn't allow himself to get carried away and fall too quickly. Maybe it was a blessing that she had left before he arrived.

The king sat himself down in the spot she had occupied not long before. He touched the grass that grew along the waters edge, ran his hand along the grass, then the moss, till it reached a twig. He picked it up and looked around for a leaf. Just as he went to grab the perfect one, a foot stepped down upon it breaking his focus. He followed the foot upward towards what he thought was the face of an angel. Her hair, surrounded by a halo of light from behind. She was magnificent and even more beautiful and ethereal than she'd appeared before.

“You are in my spot,” she whispered.

“I'm sorry, I... it..it looked quite comfortable.” He blushed, feeling foolish for having been caught playing.

“It is isn't it?” She teased with a wink of her eye.”What were you doing?”

He looked down at his hands which held a twig in one and a patch of moss in the other. “Well I was...uh”

“You were?”

“I was just ..” he looked up at her “..gathering some fuel for the fire.” He finished resolutely.

“I see. That won't build much of a fire. I can show you where there's some better, dryer moss and twigs that would suit you well, if you'll give me back that twig that you've got there. You see, I'd set it aside for something special before you got here.”

“Had you? Well I apologize.” he said as he passed the lady the twig and stood up “It's all yours..” he said as she grabbed it, and he held on “..IF you show me what you're doing with it.”

They stared for a moment, each studying the other before she finally broke the silence.

“Alright” she smiled “, I'll show you what I make with it, if you promise to think of me each time you make one of your own.”

“it's a deal” the king said as he let go of the twig.

She immediately sat back down in her spot. He sat down beside her, and she went to work on the an elaborate ship, much bigger and intricate than the boats he'd seen her make earlier. He was amazed at her workmanship over something that would only last a short voyage before it would collapse at it's first rapid.

(I'm not really done but my kids came home from school and I have lots I have to do)
 
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Ape said:
Alright then.. and also remember that any of you can add to the story if you wish. If you don't, then I will try to keep going with it. I had some fun, but am not done. I'll post it anyways.


Part trois:

After dinner King Michael, unable to release her from his mind, went for a stroll to ease his busy brain. He dressed up in one of his servants clothing as a mild disguise. This time his mind was on exactly where he was headed. Part of him wished for her to still be at the stream, though he knew it was unlikely. On his way there, something caught his attention long before he'd reach his private place. Downstream from the spot, he noticed a little girl playing with one of the little leaf boats build by his maiden, in a pool of water that had collected aside the stream.

He watched the little girl for a moment in her innocence. She played rapt inside her imagination much like the one who'd created the boat. The king found himself getting lost in his own dreamland while his feet sought out the destination of his destiny. When he'd arrived, he found he was alone. The ground was still warm from where her body lay. The moss, still compressed with her imprint. He bent down to touch the outline of the one who'd captivated him in such a small but beautiful moment. It had been years since he'd felt this way about another. He couldn't allow himself to get carried away and fall too quickly. Maybe it was a blessing that she had left before he arrived.

The king sat himself down in the spot she had occupied not long before. He touched the grass that grew along the waters edge, ran his hand along the grass, then the moss, till it reached a twig. He picked it up and looked around for a leaf. Just as he went to grab the perfect one, a foot stepped down upon it breaking his focus. He followed the foot upward towards what he thought was the face of an angel. Her hair, surrounded by a halo of light from behind. She was magnificent and even more beautiful and ethereal than she'd appeared before.

“You are in my spot,” she whispered.

“I'm sorry, I... it..it looked quite comfortable.” He blushed, feeling foolish for having been caught playing.

“It is isn't it?” She teased with a wink of her eye.”What were you doing?”

He looked down at his hands which held a twig in one and a patch of moss in the other. “Well I was...uh”

“You were?”

“I was just ..” he looked up at her “..gathering some fuel for the fire.” He finished resolutely.

“I see. That won't build much of a fire. I can show you where there's some better, dryer moss and twigs that would suit you well, if you'll give me back that twig that you've got there. You see, I'd set it aside for something special before you got here.”

“Had you? Well I apologize.” he said as he passed the lady the twig and stood up “It's all yours..” he said as she grabbed it, and he held on “..IF you show me what you're doing with it.”

They stared for a moment, each studying the other before she finally broke the silence.

“Alright” she smiled “, I'll show you what I make with it, if you promise to think of me each time you make one of your own.”

“it's a deal” the king said as he let go of the twig.

She immediately sat back down in her spot. He sat down beside her, and she went to work on the an elaborate ship, much bigger and intricate than the boats he'd seen her make earlier. He was amazed at her workmanship over something that would only last a short voyage before it would collapse at it's first rapid.

(I'm not really done but my kids came home from school and I have lots I have to do)
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Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww I loved your story! :wild: :clapping: It is so sweet... You write very well and is very creative! I also love writing... poems.

I am curious to read the next chapters... :D​
 
Ape said:
Alright then.. and also remember that any of you can add to the story if you wish. If you don't, then I will try to keep going with it. I had some fun, but am not done. I'll post it anyways.


Part trois:

After dinner King Michael, unable to release her from his mind, went for a stroll to ease his busy brain. He dressed up in one of his servants clothing as a mild disguise. This time his mind was on exactly where he was headed. Part of him wished for her to still be at the stream, though he knew it was unlikely. On his way there, something caught his attention long before he'd reach his private place. Downstream from the spot, he noticed a little girl playing with one of the little leaf boats build by his maiden, in a pool of water that had collected aside the stream.

He watched the little girl for a moment in her innocence. She played rapt inside her imagination much like the one who'd created the boat. The king found himself getting lost in his own dreamland while his feet sought out the destination of his destiny. When he'd arrived, he found he was alone. The ground was still warm from where her body lay. The moss, still compressed with her imprint. He bent down to touch the outline of the one who'd captivated him in such a small but beautiful moment. It had been years since he'd felt this way about another. He couldn't allow himself to get carried away and fall too quickly. Maybe it was a blessing that she had left before he arrived.

The king sat himself down in the spot she had occupied not long before. He touched the grass that grew along the waters edge, ran his hand along the grass, then the moss, till it reached a twig. He picked it up and looked around for a leaf. Just as he went to grab the perfect one, a foot stepped down upon it breaking his focus. He followed the foot upward towards what he thought was the face of an angel. Her hair, surrounded by a halo of light from behind. She was magnificent and even more beautiful and ethereal than she'd appeared before.

“You are in my spot,” she whispered.

“I'm sorry, I... it..it looked quite comfortable.” He blushed, feeling foolish for having been caught playing.

“It is isn't it?” She teased with a wink of her eye.”What were you doing?”

He looked down at his hands which held a twig in one and a patch of moss in the other. “Well I was...uh”

“You were?”

“I was just ..” he looked up at her “..gathering some fuel for the fire.” He finished resolutely.

“I see. That won't build much of a fire. I can show you where there's some better, dryer moss and twigs that would suit you well, if you'll give me back that twig that you've got there. You see, I'd set it aside for something special before you got here.”

“Had you? Well I apologize.” he said as he passed the lady the twig and stood up “It's all yours..” he said as she grabbed it, and he held on “..IF you show me what you're doing with it.”

They stared for a moment, each studying the other before she finally broke the silence.

“Alright” she smiled “, I'll show you what I make with it, if you promise to think of me each time you make one of your own.”

“it's a deal” the king said as he let go of the twig.

She immediately sat back down in her spot. He sat down beside her, and she went to work on the an elaborate ship, much bigger and intricate than the boats he'd seen her make earlier. He was amazed at her workmanship over something that would only last a short voyage before it would collapse at it's first rapid.

(I'm not really done but my kids came home from school and I have lots I have to do)
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Aww lovely story u did there ape :wub: :clapping:
 
Ape said:
Alright then.. and also remember that any of you can add to the story if you wish. If you don't, then I will try to keep going with it. I had some fun, but am not done. I'll post it anyways.


Part trois:

After dinner King Michael, unable to release her from his mind, went for a stroll to ease his busy brain. He dressed up in one of his servants clothing as a mild disguise. This time his mind was on exactly where he was headed. Part of him wished for her to still be at the stream, though he knew it was unlikely. On his way there, something caught his attention long before he'd reach his private place. Downstream from the spot, he noticed a little girl playing with one of the little leaf boats build by his maiden, in a pool of water that had collected aside the stream.

He watched the little girl for a moment in her innocence. She played rapt inside her imagination much like the one who'd created the boat. The king found himself getting lost in his own dreamland while his feet sought out the destination of his destiny. When he'd arrived, he found he was alone. The ground was still warm from where her body lay. The moss, still compressed with her imprint. He bent down to touch the outline of the one who'd captivated him in such a small but beautiful moment. It had been years since he'd felt this way about another. He couldn't allow himself to get carried away and fall too quickly. Maybe it was a blessing that she had left before he arrived.

The king sat himself down in the spot she had occupied not long before. He touched the grass that grew along the waters edge, ran his hand along the grass, then the moss, till it reached a twig. He picked it up and looked around for a leaf. Just as he went to grab the perfect one, a foot stepped down upon it breaking his focus. He followed the foot upward towards what he thought was the face of an angel. Her hair, surrounded by a halo of light from behind. She was magnificent and even more beautiful and ethereal than she'd appeared before.

“You are in my spot,” she whispered.

“I'm sorry, I... it..it looked quite comfortable.” He blushed, feeling foolish for having been caught playing.

“It is isn't it?” She teased with a wink of her eye.”What were you doing?”

He looked down at his hands which held a twig in one and a patch of moss in the other. “Well I was...uh”

“You were?”

“I was just ..” he looked up at her “..gathering some fuel for the fire.” He finished resolutely.

“I see. That won't build much of a fire. I can show you where there's some better, dryer moss and twigs that would suit you well, if you'll give me back that twig that you've got there. You see, I'd set it aside for something special before you got here.”

“Had you? Well I apologize.” he said as he passed the lady the twig and stood up “It's all yours..” he said as she grabbed it, and he held on “..IF you show me what you're doing with it.”

They stared for a moment, each studying the other before she finally broke the silence.

“Alright” she smiled “, I'll show you what I make with it, if you promise to think of me each time you make one of your own.”

“it's a deal” the king said as he let go of the twig.

She immediately sat back down in her spot. He sat down beside her, and she went to work on the an elaborate ship, much bigger and intricate than the boats he'd seen her make earlier. He was amazed at her workmanship over something that would only last a short voyage before it would collapse at it's first rapid.

(I'm not really done but my kids came home from school and I have lots I have to do)
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Ape!!! You are AWESOME! I may not post after every installment but know that from deep in my heart you are getting a STANDING 'O' from me my dear! :clapping: really great!!!!
 
:) thank you guys. I read it to my son who wanted to hear more when I got to the end, so that was a pretty nice compliment knowing he approved.

(aww thank you sos too, I will remember this post after every time I write something ;) )
 
Im looking forward to the next chapter too ape
 
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Ape said:
Alright then.. and also remember that any of you can add to the story if you wish. If you don't, then I will try to keep going with it. I had some fun, but am not done. I'll post it anyways.


Part trois:

After dinner King Michael, unable to release her from his mind, went for a stroll to ease his busy brain. He dressed up in one of his servants clothing as a mild disguise. This time his mind was on exactly where he was headed. Part of him wished for her to still be at the stream, though he knew it was unlikely. On his way there, something caught his attention long before he'd reach his private place. Downstream from the spot, he noticed a little girl playing with one of the little leaf boats build by his maiden, in a pool of water that had collected aside the stream.

He watched the little girl for a moment in her innocence. She played rapt inside her imagination much like the one who'd created the boat. The king found himself getting lost in his own dreamland while his feet sought out the destination of his destiny. When he'd arrived, he found he was alone. The ground was still warm from where her body lay. The moss, still compressed with her imprint. He bent down to touch the outline of the one who'd captivated him in such a small but beautiful moment. It had been years since he'd felt this way about another. He couldn't allow himself to get carried away and fall too quickly. Maybe it was a blessing that she had left before he arrived.

The king sat himself down in the spot she had occupied not long before. He touched the grass that grew along the waters edge, ran his hand along the grass, then the moss, till it reached a twig. He picked it up and looked around for a leaf. Just as he went to grab the perfect one, a foot stepped down upon it breaking his focus. He followed the foot upward towards what he thought was the face of an angel. Her hair, surrounded by a halo of light from behind. She was magnificent and even more beautiful and ethereal than she'd appeared before.

“You are in my spot,” she whispered.

“I'm sorry, I... it..it looked quite comfortable.” He blushed, feeling foolish for having been caught playing.

“It is isn't it?” She teased with a wink of her eye.”What were you doing?”

He looked down at his hands which held a twig in one and a patch of moss in the other. “Well I was...uh”

“You were?”

“I was just ..” he looked up at her “..gathering some fuel for the fire.” He finished resolutely.

“I see. That won't build much of a fire. I can show you where there's some better, dryer moss and twigs that would suit you well, if you'll give me back that twig that you've got there. You see, I'd set it aside for something special before you got here.”

“Had you? Well I apologize.” he said as he passed the lady the twig and stood up “It's all yours..” he said as she grabbed it, and he held on “..IF you show me what you're doing with it.”

They stared for a moment, each studying the other before she finally broke the silence.

“Alright” she smiled “, I'll show you what I make with it, if you promise to think of me each time you make one of your own.”

“it's a deal” the king said as he let go of the twig.

She immediately sat back down in her spot. He sat down beside her, and she went to work on the an elaborate ship, much bigger and intricate than the boats he'd seen her make earlier. He was amazed at her workmanship over something that would only last a short voyage before it would collapse at it's first rapid.

(I'm not really done but my kids came home from school and I have lots I have to do)
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Ape said:
:) thank you guys. I read it to my son who wanted to hear more when I got to the end, so that was a pretty nice compliment knowing he approved.

(aww thank you sos too, I will remember this post after every time I write something ;) )
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You are a sweet heart! God bless you for that. Keep 'em coming, Girl.

I'd love to see someone volunteer to do the illustrations for the coffee table version. ;) :yes: :)
 
queen g is great at that stuff. I'll volunteer her and anyone else who enjoys that sort of thing ;) . (Good idea!)
 
Ape said:
Alright then.. and also remember that any of you can add to the story if you wish. If you don't, then I will try to keep going with it. I had some fun, but am not done. I'll post it anyways.


Part trois:

After dinner King Michael, unable to release her from his mind, went for a stroll to ease his busy brain. He dressed up in one of his servants clothing as a mild disguise. This time his mind was on exactly where he was headed. Part of him wished for her to still be at the stream, though he knew it was unlikely. On his way there, something caught his attention long before he'd reach his private place. Downstream from the spot, he noticed a little girl playing with one of the little leaf boats build by his maiden, in a pool of water that had collected aside the stream.

He watched the little girl for a moment in her innocence. She played rapt inside her imagination much like the one who'd created the boat. The king found himself getting lost in his own dreamland while his feet sought out the destination of his destiny. When he'd arrived, he found he was alone. The ground was still warm from where her body lay. The moss, still compressed with her imprint. He bent down to touch the outline of the one who'd captivated him in such a small but beautiful moment. It had been years since he'd felt this way about another. He couldn't allow himself to get carried away and fall too quickly. Maybe it was a blessing that she had left before he arrived.

The king sat himself down in the spot she had occupied not long before. He touched the grass that grew along the waters edge, ran his hand along the grass, then the moss, till it reached a twig. He picked it up and looked around for a leaf. Just as he went to grab the perfect one, a foot stepped down upon it breaking his focus. He followed the foot upward towards what he thought was the face of an angel. Her hair, surrounded by a halo of light from behind. She was magnificent and even more beautiful and ethereal than she'd appeared before.

“You are in my spot,” she whispered.

“I'm sorry, I... it..it looked quite comfortable.” He blushed, feeling foolish for having been caught playing.

“It is isn't it?” She teased with a wink of her eye.”What were you doing?”

He looked down at his hands which held a twig in one and a patch of moss in the other. “Well I was...uh”

“You were?”

“I was just ..” he looked up at her “..gathering some fuel for the fire.” He finished resolutely.

“I see. That won't build much of a fire. I can show you where there's some better, dryer moss and twigs that would suit you well, if you'll give me back that twig that you've got there. You see, I'd set it aside for something special before you got here.”

“Had you? Well I apologize.” he said as he passed the lady the twig and stood up “It's all yours..” he said as she grabbed it, and he held on “..IF you show me what you're doing with it.”

They stared for a moment, each studying the other before she finally broke the silence.

“Alright” she smiled “, I'll show you what I make with it, if you promise to think of me each time you make one of your own.”

“it's a deal” the king said as he let go of the twig.

She immediately sat back down in her spot. He sat down beside her, and she went to work on the an elaborate ship, much bigger and intricate than the boats he'd seen her make earlier. He was amazed at her workmanship over something that would only last a short voyage before it would collapse at it's first rapid.

(I'm not really done but my kids came home from school and I have lots I have to do)
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Be still my heart Ape...impressive~~~tell us more...!

:angel:
 
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