She looked at the cover, and then picked it up, she wondered who had written it since there was no signature. The back cover was also blank, so time to open that book.
And what did she find? Actually… nothing. It’s her to write it you see.
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Image credit: Eveling Salazar @Unsplash
This image showsa book with a title – Free forever printed on its cover. The image in monochrome where the book is greyish white and the background is dark.
She’s wearing her red coat, which is warm and long, and it’s perfect. She wonders what she should write today, since she has a small notebook in her pocket. She strides across the ancient bridge; she stops in the middle. She surveys the large loch, pulls out her pencil and paper, and scribbles a few lines: it’s a haiku – from Scotland to Japan.
from heather to cherry blossom; just divine
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Image credit: Christian Crocker @Unsplash
This image showsthe back view of a woman dressed in modern day attire, and a red coat, walking towards an ancient castle in Scotland, over a stone bridge.
‘Gosh, this will be fun,’ grinned one of the boys. ‘Yes, we’re all going on an adventure.’ ‘We have got everything we need,’ smiled Great Aunt Margot. ‘Now get into the back of my 2CV boys, we are going to the woods, since it’s autumn so we can get some mushrooms, and maybe some truffles.’ ‘Truffles? What are those?’ Great Aunt Margot waved a hand as she continued to drive, and rather fast, ‘truffles are very good and very expensive, but we will see.’
The three of them tootled around in that little car for a bit, when suddenly Great Aunt Margot stopped, and then reversed, and stopped again. ‘Look boys, there’s eggs available. You can get out and ask,’ as she gave one of them some notes.
The two boys trotted over to the sign, and then into the little farm. ‘Is anyone here?’ shouted both of them. For a moment it seemed that no-one was around, but just a little later, a very nice lady appeared. ‘Ah, that would be Madame Margot,’ the nice lady said. ‘Two dozen, I imagine,’ as she waved back.
Soon that was sorted, they were off again. ‘Time to find some mushrooms and do some truffle hunting,’ grinned Great Aunt Margot.
They walked around the woods, and all three of them had lovely mushrooms, although sadly they didn’t find any truffles this time. But they did see something in the distance… Yes, that’s right, a couple of unicorns – and yes, they are real.
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The two boys were back in France, in a small town where Great Aunt Margot lives. ‘What’s the time?’ said one of them, as they both looked up to the big clock outside in the main square. ‘Okay, one more time to walk quickly around the great church – why not?’ ‘Shall we do it?’ ‘Yes, let’s go.’
Meanwhile, Great Aunt Margot had bought her usual things in the market: a long baguette, some very oozy cheeses and three little patisserie cakes, which she put in her big basket. She then stopped next to the new gallery. ‘How is it going, my dear?’ said Great Aunt Margot. A young woman smiled. ‘Anything you would like?’ ‘Hmm, something small perhaps,’ as she stepped into the shop.
A couple of minutes later the two boys appeared. ‘What have you got?’ asked one of the boys. ‘Never mind about that, I will show you that back at home. But any way it’s almost lunchtime,’ as she grinned.
The three of them chatted happily, as they walked down to where they stayed, but no one would be able to find what they did after that.
And also in the small town, not far from the woods, you might still see a few unicorns, and their names are: Victor, Wellington, Xena, Yasmine and Zacharia.
So thanks for that Jenne and C .E. Aye, we’ve had a great time, and maybe we will see you around sometime.
So now I must find a new tale, but where?
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It was another Sunday afternoon for the two boys. ‘It’s always nice to go on our bikes, isn’t it.’ ‘Yes indeed, we are very lucky, especially now it’s a lovely day.’ ‘Let’s go faster, and maybe we can see a train, since the tracks are not far from here.’ ‘Gosh yes, we can go over the bridge just over there.’ And so the two boys rode off as fast as they could.
They came to a stop, and right in the middle of the bridge. ‘Can’t see a train either on the upline or downline at the moment.’ As they both looked (and twice). ‘Are there trains on Sunday?’ ‘I’m sure there are… I think.’ They thought again, and looked again; but nothing. ‘Oh well, let’s ride as close as we can, since there’s a little road over there.’
So they continued for quite a long time, still looking for a train. ‘Gosh, we’re almost in another village, and I don’t know this place.’ ‘Me neither, but look…’ ‘Oh yes, it’s a level crossing and also a little train station.’ ‘And now listen…’ ‘They are closing the gates…’
The two boys grinned. ‘Quick, let’s get on the platform.’ ‘Are we allowed?’ ‘Yes, of course.’
The train stopped and people got out, and in. The guard glanced over to the two boys and their bikes, and he said: ‘Do you want to go in the last carriage? And there’s no charge for you.’ ‘Ooh, thanks a lot,’ as they both grinned.
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The two boys were playing football in the park. It was Sunday afternoon, and very sunny. ‘This is fun, isn’t it? ‘Very much so,’ as he dived and stopped the ball. ‘Shall we ask some of the other boys here in this park?’ ‘Good idea, and I would like to be in goal.’ ‘Fine. You’re pretty good, aren’t you?’ ‘Aww, thanks,’ as he grinned.
A few minutes later, several boys appeared. ‘Now we have enough players to have a good game,’ as they decided who would do what.
It had been great at the start but then there was a problem, since the ball went too far and too high. It glided over to someone’s back garden.
They looked at each other. ‘What are we going to do now?’
Several of them peered over the high wall. ‘Hmm. Not easy, but doable, don’t you think?’ ‘Well, it is my ball. I shall try.’ ‘Both of us will do it.’ Then a couple of other boys helped them up.
Soon they were both sitting astride. ‘Okay, we can do this. Yes?’ ‘Of course we can.’
So they jumped down. Grabbed the ball, and hurled it back to the park. They could also get back themselves, since a handy shed was close enough to jump from that to the wall. They managed to get away with that before anyone saw it. It seemed that everyone else was watching the telly – either Wimbledon or Tour de France.
‘Shall we continue the game then?’
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