Enter Mind #3
It was late at night, Sakito sat by her computer, searching for pictures of some Pokémon and Roxas. There was nothing wrong with Roxas, he was good looking, but as she found a picture of Sora she couldn’t help but to drool over him. He’s even more attractive than Roxas, she thought. As she gazed across the clock on her wall she understood what time it was. I need to go to sleep soon. Pixie was already asleep in her bed, slightly snoring due to her cold. Sakito turned off the computer, sighing. Since the rest of the family were fast asleep, she could see no problem in releasing her wings. Quietly she allowed the seal to be broken and her back lit up with a bright white light. This will wake Pixie up! She collected herself and the light turned deep green instead, the luminosity went down and everything turned out okay. Pixie was still asleep in her bed.
With light steps Sakito made her way out in the hallway, slightly fluttering with her wings, the feeling helped her to stay calm, it was relaxing to be able to have them released. At times she even wished that she didn’t have to hide them from the humans, it would have been so much better then. Her gaze got stuck at the photos of her dad and Monica, their wedding photos, she had never seen them before. Not those but a lot of others like them.
“Migen?” she asked. “Is it normal for people to put up a dozen of their wedding photos in their house?”
“How come?” he answered her, demanding to know more.
“These people have got so many it makes me wonder if they aren’t trying to demonstrate an aura of the happy couple yet they aren’t getting along at all. That is what these photos tell me, can I be right in my predictions?”
“Maybe. From what I know, I’d say they’re either very happy together and want everyone else to know that or the situation is just like the one you described. I can say which one it is, though.”
“I see, thanks.”
She thought about the coming day as she brushed her teeth and changed into her pyjamas. She’d have to “talk” with Scarecrow…
“Migen…”
“Yes?”
“I don’t want to do it, it surely won’t turn out well. I’m lying here trying to think up ways to escape from there if it gets too unpleasant. The simplest thing to do would be to fly from her balcony but that would surely raise people’s suspicions so I know I can’t, but still…”
“Don’t worry, you can handle this. You’ve been in far worse situations, you needn’t worry!”
“But I do! Isn’t this pathetic?! She invites me to ‘talk’ and every time I feel as if I’m listening to the same kind of things as my dad ‘talks’ to me about when he’s drunk! Can’t help but to close my ears, can I?”
“You can, give it a try at least. Believe in me, you can do it!”
“No, Migen… I can’t…”
“Don’t worry, Saki, I’ll help you if you need it, okay?”
She nodded silently and closed her eyes. She could feel how a sudden pressure appeared beside her in her bed, then, a gentle and warm touch on her cheek. A hand stroke along her body over the quilt. She smiled in her mind, feeling calm and okay after all. Migen would help her out.
With light steps Sakito made her way out in the hallway, slightly fluttering with her wings, the feeling helped her to stay calm, it was relaxing to be able to have them released. At times she even wished that she didn’t have to hide them from the humans, it would have been so much better then. Her gaze got stuck at the photos of her dad and Monica, their wedding photos, she had never seen them before. Not those but a lot of others like them.
“Migen?” she asked. “Is it normal for people to put up a dozen of their wedding photos in their house?”
“How come?” he answered her, demanding to know more.
“These people have got so many it makes me wonder if they aren’t trying to demonstrate an aura of the happy couple yet they aren’t getting along at all. That is what these photos tell me, can I be right in my predictions?”
“Maybe. From what I know, I’d say they’re either very happy together and want everyone else to know that or the situation is just like the one you described. I can say which one it is, though.”
“I see, thanks.”
She thought about the coming day as she brushed her teeth and changed into her pyjamas. She’d have to “talk” with Scarecrow…
“Migen…”
“Yes?”
“I don’t want to do it, it surely won’t turn out well. I’m lying here trying to think up ways to escape from there if it gets too unpleasant. The simplest thing to do would be to fly from her balcony but that would surely raise people’s suspicions so I know I can’t, but still…”
“Don’t worry, you can handle this. You’ve been in far worse situations, you needn’t worry!”
“But I do! Isn’t this pathetic?! She invites me to ‘talk’ and every time I feel as if I’m listening to the same kind of things as my dad ‘talks’ to me about when he’s drunk! Can’t help but to close my ears, can I?”
“You can, give it a try at least. Believe in me, you can do it!”
“No, Migen… I can’t…”
“Don’t worry, Saki, I’ll help you if you need it, okay?”
She nodded silently and closed her eyes. She could feel how a sudden pressure appeared beside her in her bed, then, a gentle and warm touch on her cheek. A hand stroke along her body over the quilt. She smiled in her mind, feeling calm and okay after all. Migen would help her out.