June 10, 2021, 04:05 PM
Maybe, just maybe monsters weren't scary; they were simply misunderstood creatures who favored the shadows as a place to dwell in the darkness. Maybe, just maybe all those scary stories told to us by (grand)mothers weren't true. Monsters were to be cherished, albeit from a slight (and safe) distance of course. Just this one time he would be one of them, a monster (and a cuddly one at that). Pshaw.
Like Grandmother, Dragonfly could barely see what was going on. It was impossible to grasp the situation with a clear and understand mind. What he did see, this muddy (grand)mummy monster trying to keep her balance as bits and pieces of dirt flung off her into every direction, like a water canon that couldn't miss. It appeared as though she too was trying to make sense of it all. Maybe, just maybe monsters favored shadows because they couldn't see clear during daylight and the rays of the sun were too bright. His train of thoughts were lost however once..
SNEEZE.
His ears flung backwards and he yelped for a second, trying to figure out if this was a monster ATTACK. But it wasn't. In fact, it even appeared as though the muddy monster was about to leave when she tripped once more and fell. His heart cried for a second as he felt the need to help (even if she might not feel the same way ..and there was a chance his nose would be bitten off).
Moving towards her gently, Dragonfly's urge to help out caused him to bent his mud-stained neck downwards into her direction. With his dirt-covered nose he tried to touch the muddy monster, as if offering his assistance in case she needed it. And then, just then, before giving her a choice to react he gently nudged her with his nose.
It was almost as if saying: okay, I am not scary.
Those next moments counted. How would she react to this act (of kindness)?
Like Grandmother, Dragonfly could barely see what was going on. It was impossible to grasp the situation with a clear and understand mind. What he did see, this muddy (grand)mummy monster trying to keep her balance as bits and pieces of dirt flung off her into every direction, like a water canon that couldn't miss. It appeared as though she too was trying to make sense of it all. Maybe, just maybe monsters favored shadows because they couldn't see clear during daylight and the rays of the sun were too bright. His train of thoughts were lost however once..
SNEEZE.
His ears flung backwards and he yelped for a second, trying to figure out if this was a monster ATTACK. But it wasn't. In fact, it even appeared as though the muddy monster was about to leave when she tripped once more and fell. His heart cried for a second as he felt the need to help (even if she might not feel the same way ..and there was a chance his nose would be bitten off).
Moving towards her gently, Dragonfly's urge to help out caused him to bent his mud-stained neck downwards into her direction. With his dirt-covered nose he tried to touch the muddy monster, as if offering his assistance in case she needed it. And then, just then, before giving her a choice to react he gently nudged her with his nose.
It was almost as if saying: okay, I am not scary.
Those next moments counted. How would she react to this act (of kindness)?
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2 "if only the day would linger." - by Grandmother - June 01, 2021, 11:31 PM
RE: 2 "if only the day would linger." - by Draggonfly - June 10, 2021, 02:42 PM
RE: 2 "if only the day would linger." - by Grandmother - June 10, 2021, 03:02 PM
RE: 2 "if only the day would linger." - by Draggonfly - June 10, 2021, 03:32 PM
RE: 2 "if only the day would linger." - by Grandmother - June 10, 2021, 03:46 PM
RE: 2 "if only the day would linger." - by Draggonfly - June 10, 2021, 04:05 PM