A Sky-high Dream

Clover Love Lykoi · 11-30-2010, 11:11 PM

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Clover smiled at Alyssum when she told her that she too enjoyed stories, but the young coyote didn’t offer any words in response. Instead, she let their conversation steer back to the book her new acquaintance held, and Clover drew closer as Alyssum tentatively cracked open the cover. The spine bent with slight cracking, and the pages shuffled lightly as Alyssum thumbed through them. As the yellowed pages fluttered, straw yellow eyes danced along the pictures and other depictions of the flying machines. She did not understand any of it, but it was all marvelous nonetheless. "Wow," she breathed, her voice so fragile like the pages of the book that it would have been impossible for Alyssum to hear had she not been standing so close. Clover wished she could see these things in person, if only to better understand how they worked.

It wasn’t until the page fell onto one containing a human, that Clover’s astonished features curled into something more Cheshire. She had seen the humans before in old pictures like these, but they had looked very different. Clover studied the long deceased Mister Cooper, before letting her gaze rise from the page to find Alyssum. "Oh, yes, love," her voice once again hushed, as if not to disturb a resting child. "That’s most definitely a human." Her gaze went back to study the man, finding the human species to be so odd looking. She couldn’t possibly imagine what the world would be like had these humans and their strange flying machines still been around.

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