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Blessed Flowers
by =Lilith-Elina"Mom, is it true what Peter Pan said, that every time a child says 'I don't believe in fairies.' one fairy dies?"
"Yes, that is true, my Dear. So be careful with what you say."
"I will, I promise!"
"But, Mom... What if even the last fairy dies?"
"Then this world will be a dark place, where you will never hear a child's laugh and where even the sunshine will be cold and dangerous. Because then the world will be without magic."
"But that sounds horrible! Surely that will never happen, Mom?"
"I'm afraid it is possible. You know your classmates. Do you think they believe in fairies?"
"Oh... No, I think they just believe in computer-games."
"See? Magic is already dying out. The only good thing is that almost no child even thinks about saying that they don't believe in fairies. There's no reason for that."
"But still some evil person could bring them to saying it. What if somebody does that?!"
"You are very clever, my Dear, to think of that danger.
Alright, I'll tell you a secret, but you must promise me that you'll never tell anyone about it. Fairies can't really die."
"WHAT?!"
"Shh, be quiet, my Love! Imagine the wrong people get to hear this...
So, listen to me. When a child says 'I don't believe in fairies.' then one fairy will cease to exist in its present form. Instead, the fairy's powers will come to live inside a flower, until this flower is touched by loving hands."
"How is that done?"
"You know fairies like to live in flowers. When their bodies die, their magic stays in the flower where the fairy lived. And when a person who believes caresses that flower, the fairy will come to life again."
"So all I have to do is go and stroke flowers and the fairies will come back?"
"In principle yes, but keep in mind that there are people who don't want the fairies to live. Maybe they would find out about this secret if we started to stroke every flower we see."
"Ok, so I'll be very careful and only do it from time to time."
"That is very wise of you, my Son."
"Thank you, Mom. I'm glad you shared this secret with me. So we'll never let the fairies die out, won't we?"
"Yes, my Dear. That is very noble deed, indeed."
ich hoffe das ist ok!
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be who you are and say what you want
because the ones who mind don't matter
and the ones who matter don't mind
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We're the people, the happy with the broken hearts
The ones who draw a picture and proclaim that it's art
Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.
52 Weeks SWS
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Take the hand of the reaper and follow him to eternity.
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We're the people, the happy with the broken hearts
The ones who draw a picture and proclaim that it's art
Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.
52 Weeks SWS