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Thursday, April 27, 2006

Firefox Conspiracy (3)
Tryx stood, silhoutted in the bright moonlight, his back to Trystin. He was staring at the moon. "Tryx, do you really think I could be a pilot?" Trystin asked. "You can be whatever you want to be. Just make sure your heart is in it, Little Buddy." Tryx picked Trystin up and sat him on the porch railing.
"Trys, do you see how bright the moon is? How it outshines the stars?" Trystin felt confused. "Yeah, so?" "Well," Tryx continued, "if you put your heart into your dreams, you'll shine like the moon. And you'll be the best pilot." Tryx smiled at his little brother. "Now, I think it's time for you to go to bed," Tryx said, picking Trystin up again.
"Will you tuck me in one last time, Tryx? I have to leave tommorrow." Tears welled up in Trystin's eyes. "Sure," Tryx said, carrying the boy into their bedroom. Trystin liked sharing a room with Tryx.
Laying Trystin down, Tryx whispered, "Someday, you'll fly over the clouds. You'll kiss the stars, and meet the dawn with a bright smiling face..." It was the last part of Trystin's favorite poem. "Someday..." murmured Trystin, drifting off to sleep...

(This story jumps around a bit between Trystin's memories and the present. With his family, for now, is the memories.)


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