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Rolling FieldsThere once was a farmer with a pink cow. She called the cow Rolls-A-Lot because she often rolled in the fields near the barn. Rolls-A-Lot or Rally for short, loved to spend her days in the field rolling over the grasses and watching the skies over head. The famer feed Rally her favorite food everyday, wheat pasta. Yes, it was a strange choice for the cow, but she loved it.
One day when the farmer went to milk Rally, something strange happened. Instead of white, whole milk coming out, there was pink milk. And do you know what it tasted like? Oh yeah, strawberry milk! And it was the best on this side of the tri county line!
And that is how you make strawberry milk.
One Last Farewell"Papa!" Kairi ran to her father's side. "Papa!"
Ryo turned at the sound of the young child's voice; the familiar tones rang in his fatherly ears.
She leapt into his outstretched arms, embracing his lost child. All of Ryo's ancient strength could not hold back the rebel tears. Kairi held her father tight, daring to not let go for fear of separation.
Ryo pulled her gently forward, gazing upon his once missing child. He stroked her round face, brushing away loose strands of dark hair. Her emerald eyes looked back at him, reminiscent of her lost mother.
"Papa, where's mama?" Kairi's eyes searched the field, waiting for her mother to pop out of the blossoms.
Ryo set her down and knelt at her height. "Mama," he tried to find the right words. "Mama's not here."
"Is she back home? She's waiting for us with supper! Oh, she'll be so mad at you!" In her excitement, she began to pull away.
Ryo held her in place. His face cringed. He pulled his daughter close, whispering, "Mama can't come back. Mam
Our JourneyI will find you again. No matter how weighted down my shoulders become, bearing this coat for warmth, carrying this blade for protection, I will find my way back to you. Even if I have to hide in the darkness, shy from the lighted world you are in, I will find you. With no one besides me, no brother in arms to fight against those who would dare deter me, I will find you. Listening to the rain fall, watching the droplets cascade against this barren landscape, grateful for the fleeting drink, my thoughts turn to you, turn to me. How long have we been on this journey? What knowledge do I have, what little faith I still hold within me, knowing you are alive, waiting for my return? My eyes and feet can only continue forward, relying only on our promise to see each other again, to be reunited. This path is a solitary one, but in the end, we will be arm in arm, wailing till dawn in each other's song.
Carrying Your Love With MeBrenda often stopped by the dog park after work; even after the passing of her beloved Shiba Inu. She kept the habit alive with her regular visits. The bench on the right was always vacant upon her arrival, as if waiting for her return. Brenda would watch the owners play, run, and praise their canine counterparts.
A Frisbee flew, landing gracefully at her feet. A male Shiba ran to her side and wagged his curl of a tail.
Brenda smiled and asked him, "Is this yours?" She picked it up and gave it a toss. The Shiba sprinted, dashing after the elusive disk.
"Sorry about that," a breathless man said, leaning on the bench. "Don't know my own strength."
Brenda smiled politely, looking over at the man's dog. "Shiba?"
"Yep, Carry's his name."
"Yeah, oh, mind if I?" He motioned to the empty side.
He continued, "yeah, sounds strange. Most people think I named him after a celeb."
"So his first name isn't Jim or Drew?" She chuckled, turning slightly red.
"Nah," he smiled. "Let's
Flames"What took so damn long, Baka?" Megumi smiled through exasperated breathes and stray tears, nearly breathless from a flood of memories.
Ryo looked at the girl like he always did, a mixture of a half smile and a scowl on his rugged, tired face. "I could say the same thing about you, Runt."
"Would someone please explain what's goin on here?" Foxi said with a tray of beverages, emerging. "One moment I'm takin' ordas, an' the next, there's a freakin' dog pile with Gumi cryin'!"
Everyone gave a laugh, while the two destined ones merely smiled at each other, forgetting about the world around them.
After a celebratory feast of dinner, dancing, and some drunken poetry, the two heroes had some quiet time before sleep. Megumi sat the edge of the bed that had been hers for the past few months. Ryo took his place by window, a habit that never left his side even without Megumi near him.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Megumi pondered aloud.
"No, Runt." Ryo said.
"This isn't s
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