DREAMS of a CLOUD
Peruse the many random ramblings of a writer-in-training as I build stories and develop my craft.
20 September 2023 part 2
“How would you like to become a magical girl?”
Sarah blinked twice and tipped her hand to the side. “Why would I want to do that?”
The rabbit-thing froze, eyes fixed on Sarah. “...I was under the impression most young women your age aspired to the position. Quite fervently, in fact. Is that not the case?”
With a shrug, Sarah answered, “I’m not them. I’m me.”
Redoing the magical girl scene.
…become a magical girl?”
Sarah blinked twice and tipped her hand to the side. “Why would I want to do that?”
The rabbit-thing froze, eyes fixed on Sarah. “...I was under the impression most young women your age aspired to the position. Quite fervently, in fact. Is that not the case?”
With a shrug, Sarah answered, “I’m not them. I’m me.”
The silence stretched on long enough to get awkward before the rabbit-thing replied. “I see. And the fame and fortune that come with the station don’t appeal to you, I suppose?”
“WHo in their right mind wants to be famous? I’d never get any privacy anymore. And there’s other, probably safer ways to get rich if I decide I want that.”
“Hmm.” The rabbit-thing bobbed his head and sat quietly, apparently lost in thought.
After a moment or two, Sarah asked, “Would you mind moving over a bit? You’re sitting on my homework.”
“Ah, my apologies.” The rabbit-thing hopped to the floor, but before Sarah could get back to work, he asked, “So you enjoy learning, then?”
“Well, yeah. There’s so much to see and discover, and the more you understand, the more doors it opens for you, yeah?”
“Then would you have any interest in learning the lost secrets of Atlantis, or perhaps even the technologies of my people?”
Sarah paused and glanced back down at the rabbit-thing. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t curious, but this whole thing seemed more and more sketch the more he pushed.