Snowbell: I’ve been thinking about it myself, and I realized that it is just not fair to have an heir whose parents aren’t all three of you.
Cumulus: What are you saying?
Snowbell: I’ve been thinking about it myself, and I realized that it is just not fair to have an heir whose parents aren’t all three of you.
Cumulus: What are you saying?
Cumulus: An heir. I need an heir.
Snowbell: Ah, yes.
Cumulus: But, am I supposed to choose one of my children? I can’t do that!
Snowbell: I know. That’s why I have a solution.
Cumulus: Well, you said that I could have a wish, and then every he- oh.
Snowbell: I think you know what I’m going to talk to you about, huh?
Snowbell: Do you remember what I told you, back when you were a toddler, about this well?
Cumulus: Yes, of course! You told me that you were the well, and I was all confused, and then you laughed.
Snowbell: No, not that. That was funny, though. What did I say after that?
Cumulus: So, is there a reason I’m here, or did you just want to see me again?
Snowbell: I always want to see you. I just don’t have the magic to. But I did need to speak with you. Come with me to the well.
Cumulus: I thought I’d never see you again!
Snowbell: Well, you would eventually see me again. It’s just sooner than you expected. Now, come give your mother a hug.
Cumulus: Huh, am I dreaming? Why am I here?
Snowbell: You always ask so many questions.
Cumulus: Mom?
(Acai by the lovely @riseofthecowplants !)
I just can’t explain how I felt. I felt relieved. Even though Champagne wasn’t gone forever, I feel like I have a buffer against him. I had just met Acai, but I already knew we were going to be friends. So, this year, I wish for good fortune. And I wish for peace.