Wednesday, February 14, 2007

   The story!
Here's the first scene. And there's a post from this morning, too, after this. ^_^ Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ love you and bless you!

Jake flew around the corner tightly, barely avoiding the brick walls as he chased the pixie. It laughed, a chittering sound, hugging the glowing emerald tightly. "Come back here!" Jake shouted. The pixie dove behind a trash dumpster in the back alley. Jake landed and started clawing behind the dumpster. The pixie wriggled further in and laughed again.
Jake's ear twitched at the sound of a door opening. He demorphed, turning around with an innocent smile. crossing his fingers in the hopes that whoever it was hadn't seen his dragon form.
She was Chinese, about twenty-five, clothed in blue and green. Her black eyes were fixed on him. She almost looked like a ghost in the pale light of a lamp, surrounded by dusk, with a hint of...sorrow?
"Hi." Jake waved. "Nice evening for a stroll, huh?" He glanced at the dumpster. He could still see the glimmer of the emerald twitching as the pixie hovered.
The woman simply studied him. It was probably a good time to leave, even if Granddad would be upset that he'd lost the Killarney emerald. Actually, he could hear Grandfather's voice now.
"They must be nearby."
"Yeah, I know. Don't worry, we'll find the kid."
Great, Granddad and Foo Dog. "Well, gotta go." Jake smiled nervously and was about to walk off, but the woman looked in the direction of the voices, turned around, and headed back into the brick building she'd come from. As soon as the door was closed, Jake glanced at the pixie--just in time to see it leave. He scowled.
"There you are, Jake." Grandfather hurried forward. "Did you retrieve the emerald?"
"Well, it's a funny thing," Jake laughed. Granddad raised an eyebrow, and Jake sighed. "Sorry, no." He explained what happened.
Grandfather sighed. "We'll continue searching tomorrow."
As they walked away, Jake looked over his shoulder at the apartment building. There was movement at one of the windows, and a hint of blue. Then it was gone. Jake flew around the corner tightly, barely avoiding the brick walls as he chased the pixie. It laughed, a chittering sound, hugging the glowing emerald tightly. "Come back here!" Jake shouted. The pixie dove behind a trash dumpster in the back alley. Jake landed and started clawing behind the dumpster. The pixie wriggled further in and laughed again.
Jake's ear twitched at the sound of a door opening. He demorphed, turning around with an innocent smile. crossing his fingers in the hopes that whoever it was hadn't seen his dragon form.
She was Chinese, about twenty-five, clothed in blue and green. Her black eyes were fixed on him. She almost looked like a ghost in the pale light of a lamp, surrounded by dusk, with a hint of...sorrow?
"Hi." Jake waved. "Nice evening for a stroll, huh?" He glanced at the dumpster. He could still see the glimmer of the emerald twitching as the pixie hovered.
The woman simply studied him. It was probably a good time to leave, even if Granddad would be upset that he'd lost the Killarney emerald. Actually, he could hear Grandfather's voice now.
"They must be nearby."
"Yeah, I know. Don't worry, we'll find the kid."
Great, Granddad and Foo Dog. "Well, gotta go." Jake smiled nervously and was about to walk off, but the woman looked in the direction of the voices, turned around, and headed back into the brick building she'd come from. As soon as the door was closed, Jake glanced at the pixie--just in time to see it leave. He scowled.
"There you are, Jake." Grandfather hurried forward. "Did you retrieve the emerald?"
"Well, it's a funny thing," Jake laughed. Granddad raised an eyebrow, and Jake sighed. "Sorry, no." He explained what happened.
Grandfather sighed. "We'll continue searching tomorrow."
As they walked away, Jake looked over his shoulder at the apartment building. There was movement at one of the windows, and a hint of blue. Then it was gone.

"The gospel of Jesus Christ transcends mortality. Our work here is but a shadow of greater and unimaginable things to come."
Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, Ensign, May 2005, 28

"As we study the scriptures, we notice that the Savior ministered to people according to their specific needs. . . .
"Jesus showed patience and love to all who came to Him seeking relief for their physical, emotional, or spiritual illnesses and who felt discouraged and downtrodden.
"To follow the Savior's example, each one of us must look around and reach out to the sheep who are facing the same circumstances and lift them up and encourage them to proceed on the journey towards eternal life."
Topics: fellowshipping, love, guidance, patience
(Ulisses Soares, "Feed My Sheep," Ensign, Nov. 2005, 98)

"[Warren M.] Johnson wrote . . . : 'It is the hardest trial of my life, but I set out for salvation and am determined that . . . through the help of Heavenly Father that I [would] hold fast to the iron rod no matter what troubles [came] upon me. I have not slackened in the performance of my duties, and hope and trust that I shall have the faith and prayers of my brethren, that I can live so as to receive the blessings' (quoted in Jay A. Parry and others, eds., Best-Loved Stories of the LDS People, 3 vols. [1997-2000], 3:107-8)."
Topics: determination, trials, blessings
(Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, "Press On," Ensign, November 2004, 103)
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