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4.
Clarisse
An eternity
seemed to pass by when Mika finally opened his eyes
and found himself lying on hot, white sand. "Now
I am lost forever. My quest is finished!" he moaned.
But after looking around he noticed a path that
led through the thick brush that grew up to the
sandy beach. Hope sparked inside him. "Perhaps I
shall find someone who can put me back on my way."
Mika
walked and walked through the thick green woods,
which were broken only by the narrow path. And in
all that time he heard not a sound. It was then,
quite a comfort when he heard a soft, sweet song
up ahead.
There
on one of the lower branches was a tiny blue bird,
her head buried in her wings. And she chirped the
saddest song Mika had ever heard. "Don't be sad,
little bird," Mika said finally, with tears in his
eyes.
The
bird stopped her song and peered cautiously down
at the Traveler. "But I am lost and so far away
from home!"
"So
am I," Mika said walking closer. "We can be friends,
and travel together until we find our own ways."
The
bird was quiet a moment, thinking. "All right,"
she decided with a chirp. "My name is Clarisse,"
she piped, landing on Mika's shoulder.
The
days that followed were pleasant ones for Mika.
He and Clarisse sang the prettiest melodies together,
and not once did Mika hear that beautiful, but very
sad song. Then one day, as they were walking down
the seemingly endless path, a giant ball of white
fur rolled out of the woods and knocked Mika off
his feet.
 
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