Soon Evan set out on his boat to the village he had been sure he would never return. While out on the sea there is not much one can do except think. Evan would look up at the sun and think of the lass' blond hair. At night he again would look up and the darkness would remind him of Ella's long black hair. On a clear day he thought the blue above was like the blue of his lass' eyes. His gaze would wander down to the gray, blue and green of the sea and would get lost in it, which would remind him of Ella's. During the days he found himself over and over again comparing the blond-haired blue-eyed lass with Ella. Not just how they looked but also everything they did. How they acted, what they said, how they laughed. Evan thought over it all again and again.
A few days Evan arrived at the small fishing village on the very day the ring was supposed to give him the one his heart truly desired. Evan walked around the better part of that day still thinking over something. He saw the blond-haired, blue-eyed lass walking with a friend to the well. Evan watched her as she drew her water then turned and walked away, toward her home. It was then as the blond-haired blue-eyed lass was walking down the dirt road Evan knew what he was going to do. He ran back to his boat, sailed up the cost, then headed inland.
Finally after what seemed many days traveling (but in fact was only five days) Evan was facing a red door to a very well kept house on the edged of a village. He stood there standing on the stone step just staring at the door. If he knocked at the door his dreams may never come true, yet if he never knocked dreams would be all he would have. So he knocked. A young lady opened the door. But it was not Ella. Evan was confused, he thought he had gone to the wrong house. Then he remembered that Ella had a young stepmother. "Is Ella in the house?" he wasn't sure if he had said it in a shout or a whisper, but how ever he said it the young lady heard. Suspiciously she asked "Who are you?" My name is Evan he replied "Oh... your Evan!" she said with a kind smile "Yes, she is around back."
Following a worn path around the house Evan found what must be the back. Ella was there. She was tending some flowers. Evan stood and watched her. Then he steeped towards her, Ella turned around and saw him. "Evan" She exclaimed as her face light up, then he saw confusion come across her face. "Evan... Evan why aren't you with your bride?" "Ella the merking said if in one year and a day I give this ring to the one my heart truly desires she shall surely accept me. It has been one year and six days Ella will you marry me?" She looked straight in his face through to his very soul and said "Of course I will, of course I will."
So she wore his ring, they were married with her fathers blessing, and lived happily in their cottage by the sea for the rest of their days
The End
"The Fairy Queen has sent you to do brave deeds in this world. That High City that you see is in another world. Before you climb the path to it and hang your shield on its wall, go down into the vally and fight the dragon that you were sent to fight." -Saint George and the Dragon
Monday, May 14, 2007
Monday, May 07, 2007
Splendid Day
Today was such a beautiful day.
My sweet friend gave me a ride to school, she also gave me Krispy Kream Doughnuts
I taught Kindergarten P.E. (a bunch of 5 year-olds doing P.E. is the funnest thing to watch)
I got to hang out with Batman (who's alter identity is a preschooler)
We blew grass trumpets during a sunny and warm recess duty.
I was given flowers, for teacher appreciation week!
When I came home there was a package in the mail, from my dear dear friend.
My super duper cool cousin called. We ended up taking for about hour.
All in all it was a splendid day. The sky is blue, and there is a fresh spring breeze blowing about the house.
Thank you God for a day that brightened up the world.
My sweet friend gave me a ride to school, she also gave me Krispy Kream Doughnuts
I taught Kindergarten P.E. (a bunch of 5 year-olds doing P.E. is the funnest thing to watch)
I got to hang out with Batman (who's alter identity is a preschooler)
We blew grass trumpets during a sunny and warm recess duty.
I was given flowers, for teacher appreciation week!
When I came home there was a package in the mail, from my dear dear friend.
My super duper cool cousin called. We ended up taking for about hour.
All in all it was a splendid day. The sky is blue, and there is a fresh spring breeze blowing about the house.
Thank you God for a day that brightened up the world.
Thursday, May 03, 2007
As We Draw Near the End
One summer afternoon Evan realized Ella was not her normal bright self, she seemed solemn. When he asked her what was wrong. she replied with the typical "Oh nothing." She stayed in this melancholy state for a week. So one evening during dinner he asked her again what was troubling her. Ella stared at the barely touched potato on her plate for a moment then answered "The other day, I looked at the calendar and saw that is is just over three weeks until the ring is suppose to work. So I have been thinking about what I should do." Evan was surprised that the day was so soon in coming, then he realized what Ella was saying, "What do you mean to do now, Ella?" Ella looked down at her potato again, poked it with her fork then said, like someone who has decided on doing what they know is the right thing. "I'm going to go back to my father's house. I was too quick to leave it. My stepmother was nervous and not sure of herself. I see now that I was wrong to leave as I did."
The following two weeks were a whirlwind of preparations getting the cottage ready for the bride and getting Ella ready to go back to her father's house. Early one morning Evan saw Ella off. She road on a coach which was headed towards her father's village.
The following two weeks were a whirlwind of preparations getting the cottage ready for the bride and getting Ella ready to go back to her father's house. Early one morning Evan saw Ella off. She road on a coach which was headed towards her father's village.
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