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Twinkle Star’s secret feelings
The hot shower was like the best thing that had happened to Twinkle Star in a very long time. She loved the feeling of the hot water that was taking all the dirt out of her hair. It was ages ago that she had enjoyed something like this. Wait, that’s not true. In fact it had only been 3 days, because she had had a shower the morning she left the castle. Oh well, it felt like ages. Because of that it felt even worse when the water finally stopped flowing. She didn’t want it to stop, she was enjoying it so much… because for a few minutes the hot water made her forget about all the bad feelings she had. Feelings towards her mother, her sisters, the new friendship lands… They all came back once the nice hot water had disappeared. The small room was all steamy now. She took the towel Kiyoi had given her and dried her hair with it. She hated to admit Kiyoi was right; the towel actually was too small for all her hair. When she was done the towel wasn’t wet, it was drenched. She opened the door to the kitchen, and she noticed a delicious smell. The fire where Kiyoi had heated the water was still burning; however he was now cooking something above it. Twinke Star noticed he lighted a fire in the fireplace, too. It was all very cozy now. It was getting dark outside again. Twinkle Star completely lost track of day and night, because she had been in the dark forest for quite a while.
“Oh hi there pretty! I hope you have been
refreshed? I made you some soup… It’s not much and definitely
nothing special, I made it from vegetables that grow in the forest.
Grab a bowl from the shelf and go sit at the table; it’ll be ready
in a minute." Twinkle Star nodded. Once again she noticed his
sparkling eyes. They really are like a forest of stars, she thought.
She walked towards the shelve.
“Sure, there’s enough for the both of us.” She
picked two bowls from the shelve and placed them on the table.
“Woah, this is delicious! Honestly, how did you
do this?” Kiyoi laughed. “Well, like I said it is nothing special.
Just the powers of the forest I think. Like it purifies the water.
Anyway, I never heard of anyone not liking it.”
Kiyoi laughed. “Well… What are you planning to do
now? You’re going to leave after dinner?” Kiyoi asked.
“Oh, Kiyoi, thank you so much! I would love to
stay here for a few days. But I don’t want to be a burden, or
anything…”
When they had finished their soup Kiyoi, after
cleaning the dishes, went upstairs to prepare a bed for Twinkle
Star. When Twinkle Star sat down on the couch she found it very hard
to keep her eyes open, so when Kiyoi returned she went to bed almost
immediately. “Thank you, Kiyoi. Good night.” She passed him and walked towards the stairs. Just before she walked up the stairs, she said: “Oh and Kiyoi… you’re a very sweet person.” With that, she walked up the stairs. She could hear Kiyoi whisper “Hishi…” but she didn’t pay any attention to it. The little bedroom was really cute. The roof was arched, so it was hard to walk without bumping your head. The walls were made of wood and there were small windows on the front and backside of the room. There were 2 beds, One of them had blankets, so it was obviously the one Kiyoi had prepared for her. Twinkle Star walked towards the window that looked out over the square. Her view was blocked almost immediately by the huge trees, but when she looked up she could see the stars. Her mind went back to Kiyoi. She really liked him. He was so sweet, and he cared so much, and he did so much for her, and he was kind of funny too… What was this feeling in her heart? It was so warm… It was as if something that had been so cold for so long was finally warming up a bit. She didn’t know this feeling, but it didn’t scare her. It felt good. She liked to look at the stars. Somehow they made her feel very comfortable, like they were there for her, like… almost like she was one of them, and they would protect her if they could. She looked at them one more time and then turned around and got into the bed. It didn’t take long before she fell in a dreamless sleep…
“Right. So you take this rope and that rope… and
than you do this… and then you put this under that… no way! I really
can’t figure it out!” The old pony laughed. It was a bright afternoon. Twinkle Star woke up late that morning, but she felt really good. She had a great breakfast Kiyoi had made for her and after they finished it they had went to the village. It was very cute, small village with a lot of small houses that were made of very light wood, that made them appear almost yellow with cute red roofs. The river that camer out of the forest flowed through the village. The ponies in the village appeared to do everything outside, which explained the small houses. They cooked outside, washed outside, ate outside, bathed outside.
After a while Kiyoi had left her, because he had
to do talk about some things with the village’s oldest pony, but
some oher old pony was teaching his grandson how to make knots close
by; and now Twinkle Star was trying it as well. But, as she
expected, she sucked at it.
“Oooh… grandpa, I think she was lying to us
before. Look how red she is now! You do like Kiyoi don’t you? Don’t
you Hishi? Are you two going to get married? Are you going to have
kids? Are you going to stay with us forever? Are you? I would like
it, won’t you, grandpa?”
“Hishi? Are you ok?” Hishi looked up. She noticed
the old pony an his grandson were looking at her. “Eheh… Yeah I am
ok… and I don’t know… maybe I will, but I can’t… Kiyoi…”
“Oy! Pretty! I’m back! Did you enjoy yourself?”
Twinkle Star’s heart jumped. Kiyoi!
“She’s quite scary, isn’t she gramps.” She heard
the young boy whisper.
“Good. Well, Hishi, I am done here… I bought some
food. It’s getting late, the sun is setting already. Why don’t we
head home?” Head home with you…
“What is that all about?” Kiyoi asked.
Memories flowed back to her. A red sky… crying
voices… burning… blood… No! I don’t want to remember it! Not now,
not anymore! I have a nice life here. And maybe… She looked at Kiyoi.
Though it seemed as if his thoughts were miles and miles away, he
was probably thinking of something very nice, since he was smiling.
What was he thinking of? She wanted to know. That
smile…
“Wh… what?”
“Kiyoi…”
“Hishi…”
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