Veil of Dreams :: Wrinkling Waves

  Chapter 1

  It was night time on the main land and the moon was in full glory.  The tide was slowly coming in and the waves were beating upon the shore.  Boats filled the water on the left and right, letting the moonlight stream down in their midst.  On this calm and peaceful night, a little girl stood upon the shores of waves.  She wore only her pajamas and her feet were bare.  She stood in the foaming water of the waves and stared out into the sky.  Magically, a beam of light seemed to engulf her and made the faded flowers on her clothes stand out as if alive.  The wind blew gently and made the little red bow in her hair sway this way and that in its place.  Glancing at the moon, she smiled.  Nighttime was such a wondrous time.  So calm and so quiet, she felt at peace with the world.  She slowly turned and walked over to a washed up log and sat upon it.  She was lucky to have been able to have gotten out here.  If her parents only knew...

  Looking down at her hands she opened one and a glimmer of light came from something.  She held the object up to her eyes to inspect it as she had every night she had came to the beach.  It was a stone, blue in color and partially clear, like the ocean waves and the moon.  It reminded her of so much; especially her father.  She still remembered the day..., but now he was gone and now she had the stone.  Ever since her father gave her the stone as a present, she had felt compelled to come to the beach each night.  Why, she was unsure.  Some nights she wondered if someone would be waiting for her.  Maybe....her father...  Oh, how she missed him.  If only he was there.  He could tell her what to do to make mother smile again...  She could tell her mother missed her father.  Late at night, if she listened closely, she could hear her mother weeping softly.  Oh, how it broke her heart.  She couldn't stand to listen to something so sad.  Maybe, maybe, that was why she came to the beach.  Maybe......

  Closing her hands around the stone once more, reducing the shine to merely a memory, she looked back out to sea.  Slowly looking at herself, she let out a little giggle and swayed back her long black locks from her eyes.  She knew it was way past time to get back, but as always she felt in no rush to go.  Gently, she picked herself up and, after trying to shake some of the mud out of between her toes, started walking back towards the house.

  The path she walked wasn't much of a road.  It was more of a trail you would expect kids to find all over the woods and eagerly run down hoping to find adventure.  As she walked she hummed a familiar tune her mother always sang to her before bed time.  As she hummed, she couldn't help but remember the words her mother always said.

      "As the sailors go out to play,"
      "The children hop along, from day to day."
      "Though they may fall, upon a rock,"
      "At least it wasn't off the dock."

  She let out another giggle and started hopping down the roadway, making careful not to land on any rocks.  After awhile, the outline of a building could be made out in the distance.  Smoke billowed out of a chimney which came out the top of the second floor.  None of the three windows on the second floor showed any sign of light so she was safe from discovery.

  Suddenly, she stopped skipping and cowered behind a wagon.  Slowly, looking under it, she then slowly crawled over behind the old well which was maybe 5 feet off.  Then, with out another moments notice, she took off like a flash towards the country house's wall.  Once there, she edged her way along the wall.  Soon, she came up to a little dog house.  It belonged to her little beagle.  Not much fun, she thought.  He slept threw everything.  Tiptoeing, she climbed up on the dog house so she could access what was a beam from the porch.  Making sure she had a good grip, she climbed up it carefully, so as to not tare her clothing.  Once on the little roof, she crepted up to her window, making sure not to step on the beam on the left for it whined, and watching not to go to close to the right or she might fall off.  Once to her window, she climbed in and slowly closed it and walked to her bed.

  Suddenly, her foot hit something and a wild hissing was released, followed by a very loud crash at the door.  She then raced for her bed.  Jumping into it, she covered herself and pretended to be asleep.  It wasn't long before she heard the footsteps of her mother coming towards her room.  A ray of light suddenly filled the room as her mother opened the door and showed a lantern around.  The little girl then looked up at her mother, pretending to be quite sleepy, yet surprised.  "What was all that noise?" her mother inquired.  "I heard it all the way down the hallway?"  The little girl looked at her mother and replied, "I don't know mother..AHH!!"  Both the mother and the girl let out a yell as the family cat decided to show himself and race out of the room, right between her mother's legs, hissing and meowing.  "Bless me!" the mother said with a hint of anger.  "What'll we ever do with that cat.  I'm surprised we haven't gotten rid of him by now."  At this her mother turned back to the girl and gave her a smile.  "Of course, we couldn't let our little lady get lonely, now can we?"  The girl smiled and then emitted a pretend yawn.  "Ah, you get to sleep now and I'll make sure that cat doesn't bother you any more.  Goodnight Rose, sweet dreams!"  With that, her mother left the room and closed the door behind her.  Rose then settled into bed.  Cuddling up against her pillow, she couldn't help but think of all that had just happened.  Rose smiled, and though she tried to not let it out, she couldn't help but giggle...
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