This is a collection of short writings I really wanted to do a pretty long while ago. Just read it to know what it's about.
Once I post enough here, I'll be willing to let people guest post in order to add their writings (that keep to the theme, of course. But then, you can dare to request to guest post by PMing me. =^_^=)
Clocks were made to tell the time, but it seems that they now control the time.
We are not the type of person who regularly wears watches nor one who looks at clocks often. That's why these past few years, a regular client of ours has been giving us watches as presents. She tells us to wear even just one of them.
We wore one out of obedience one time, and eventually, wearing the watch became part of our daily routine. We didn't even notice that we were faithful to wear it every morning.
One morning, we left our residence in a hurry and forgot to wear our watch. While at work, we kept on looking at our left wrist, forgetting that we didn't wear the watch for that day.
Are we, as beings bound by time, supposed to be bound by timekeeping devices?
Sometime before, our doorbell failed to make its usual sound, so we went to fix it one weekend. While we were tinkering with the end of the doorbell that was in the house, we found something interesting.
There were lizard eggs, already hatched and with the baby lizards already gone.
They say that music affects babies while in the womb. Does it work on lizards in eggs too? If so, what kind of lizards have they become?
A little white piece of fluff floated past us as we were sitting on a bench in the shade, away from the heat of the sun.
We have seen those things before. People called them wishing feathers. People catch them from the air, wish on them, and then blow them into the air. It is said that if they float up, your wish will be granted. If they fall to the ground, then it means it won't come true. It's as simple as that.
We soon came to find out that they come from those called "cotton trees". We are still not sure if it is really cotton (the kind used for clothing) but we are sure that in the mass called cotton are seeds that are blown into other places by the wind. The seeds with the fluff are called wishing feathers.
"Do wishing feathers really work?" we asked our friend who was beside us.
"I don't know, but I always believed they did."
"Do you think we could try wishing on one?"
"Well, I don't think there's anything you could lose by wishing. Why don't you try it?"
"Alright, then."
We caught the next one that floated by us. We did it gently, so as not to mess up the fluff and ruin its floating ability.
We then proceeded to wishing. What should we wish for? Should it be something small?
No.
What's the point of wishing for something if it's easy to get?
We know now...
We blew it into the air and waited a moment to see what happened. It floated higher up.
"Hey, it's going to come true!"
Will it?
The next day went on as usual. We had actually thought that it would work and what we wished for would happen right away.
"Say, how long does it take before your wish is granted?"
"Who knows? But I'm sure the time will come."
"How can you be sure?"
"Because I believe so."
"Then I will believe too."
Where do things get their strange properties? From value.
It may be because they were given to us as a gift, or because they are not common, or even because we can't live without them.
Without value, they will be nothing but mere matter, mere objects we are in, on, under, around.
Too much value causes problems. One thing with too much value put into it becomes more important than another that's supposed to hold more value. Order is disrupted as people tend to become more violent as they compete for that thing. Once it is acquired, it will revert to its true value, causing depression.
Too little value causes problems as well. The lack of it causes things to fade away and disappear. When people need them the most, they most probably won't be there anymore.
Item magic is a delicate matter.
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