The Bookstore…

The cat jumped onto his person’s lap and curled up.  She started petting him.  “He’s my cat,” she said defensively, listening to the loud purrs.

“He is that,” snickered Time.  “You’ve been together for longer than you can imagine.”

“I’m older than that,” she said, indignantly.

“I know,” said Time. “I am TIME, after all.”

“Why are you here?”

“I’m here to help you defend against what’s coming your way and I’m here because you called me.”

“I didn’t call you.  We were simply discussing how time worked, or didn’t work.”

“You called me.”


“So tell me,” said Joey, once they were alone.  “What is William and what’s going on?”

“There’s a story, in Fairy, about a powerful witch, who had a daughter.  The daughter was even more powerful than the witch herself.  The witch knew that everyone would want her daughter, because of her incredible power, so she came here, to this reality, to raise her and protect her.  It wasn’t long before everyone began to look for her so, she made a guardian to watch over her.  She put the guardian into William, but no one knows that part of the story.   She then cast a powerful forgetting spell on the child herself, to dull her magic and hide her from those who would imprison her, using her magic for their own ends.  She did all she could to keep her safe, and then she left her here and ran, leaving clues behind, so that others would follow her and never find her child.  I think that child is Bunny.”

“But isn’t that just a story?”

“I think it’s a story about Bunny and William.”


“Crow,” said Star.  “Is it true?”

The bird flew to his outstretched arm, walked up and down, back and forth, for a few seconds, then looked directly at him and nodded.

“Wow,” said Joey.

“William wasn’t made to be regular demons.  He’s not like them.  He has a single purpose and he understands love.”

“And what about you, Star.  What are you?”

“I used to be a normal boy,” he said, sadly.  “A horrible wizard took me from the playground and put me into a cage.  He…taught me things…magical things.  He said I was more than I knew, but that he could see through me.  I didn’t know what he was talking about but I did seem to be able to do things, once he forced me to try.   I learned a lot.  I learned things I would have been happier not knowing, to be honest.  One day he told me I had to do something bad to someone else.  I refused.”

“So he turned you into a Troll?”

“No.  He beat me.”

“I’m sorry,” said Joey.

“He beat me for a week,” said Star softly.  “When he realized that I would never do as he asked…”

“He had you turned into a Troll.”

Star nodded.

Joey held out his hand.  “Welcome home, brother.”

Star took Joey’s hand and held it.  “Thank you,” he whispered.


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“Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.” — Art of Quotation

“Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.” Thomas Pynchon, writer, book quote from Against the Day

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Quote: Vera Nazarian, writer

Sunrise, Sun, Clouds, Sky, Mood, Sunset, Romantic

Have you even seen the dawn?
Not a dawn groggy with lack of sleep
or hectic with mindless obligations
and you are about to rush off
on an early adventure or business,
but full of deep silence
and absolute clarity of perception?
A dawning which you truly observe,
degree by degree.
It is the most amazing moment of birth.
And more than anything
it can spur you to action.
Have a burning day.

–Vera Nazarian, writer

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Flower in my garden…

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The Bookstore…A tiny story

Everyone ran upstairs to lay on the floor and look at the sky, while the two women talked, over lovely cups of Mandarin Orange tea, and delicious cookies.

“This is outstanding,” said Joey, petting the dog.

“It’s so beautiful,” whispered Bunny.  “William likes it as well.”

“Bunny,” said Star.  “You know what William is, don’t you?”

Joey sat up.

“He’s my best friend,” said Bunny, happily.

“He’s a demon, Bunny.”


“He’s dangerous.”

“Not to any of us,” she said.  “He loves us, don’t you William.”

“Can I talk to him?”

“Sure,” said Bunny.  “William, this is Star, he’s a good friend and he may even be another brother, like Joey is.  So, you be polite and tell him what he wants to know, okay?”  The rabbit nodded and she handed him to Star.

“Hi, William.  I’m Star and I just wanted to know how you came to be with Bunny.”

William’s eyes turned red and he telepathically said,  “I told told Joey, I was made to guard her.”


“What do you mean?” asked William, obviously confused.

“What does she need to be guarded against?”

William was silent, then finally said, “I don’t know.  I just know that I am to keep her safe.”

“Are you a good demon?”

“I think so.”

“Would you protect all of us, now that we are family?”

“If I could.  Bunny has to tell me to do so.”

“So, you can only act upon her command?”

“She doesn’t command me to do things, she just asks, or tells me to do things.  But yes,  I can only act if she needs me, unless I see danger and she is unable to speak to me.  Then I can do what I must, to protect her.”

“I’m very happy to know you, William.  I trust you and I would like to be your friend.”

“That is possible, unless you try to hurt Bunny.”

“I would never do that.”

“I’m happy to hear that.  Do you have anymore questions?”

“Yes.  Who do you answer to?”

“I don’t understand?”

“Do you report to anyone?  Do you get orders from anyone?”

“I do not.”

“So you are on your own?”

“I am.”

“Who gave you to Bunny?”

William was silent again.  After a long pause, he said, “I do not know but it was someone who loved her very much.”

Star nodded.  “Thank you William.”

“You’re welcome.  Please give me back to Bunny.”

Joey stared at Star, while Bunny hugged William and covered him with kisses.

“Do you know something?” asked Joey.

“Maybe,” he said.  “I think so.”


“Delicious cookies, and the tea, oh, my DEAR, just wonderful,” said Time, reaching for another handful of the chocolate goodness.

“I’m glad you like everything but I’m still not sure why you’re here,” she said.

“Well, your Bookstore is getting quite the reputation, isn’t it,” she said, taking a sip of tea, closing her eyes and just savoring the moment.”

“What exactly, do you mean?”



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