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8. Jeena
The terrain
gratefully changed after a while as Mika began to
climb tall hills that led to valleys
and to mighty mountains. And all the while the path
led him on. Then one day Mika heard another pretty
song that was even sadder than Clarisse's had been.
He walked closer.
SADNESS
AND SORROW
THAT'S
THE WORLD I SEE,
SADNESS
AND SORROW
IT'S
TOO MUCH FOR ME...
Mika
walked slowly forward. Life on Algor had always
been happy. But maybe here in these strange lands
people weren't as happy as they were in his land.
Come to think of it, he was never very content himself.
He listened a little more.
I
SEE A WORLD WHERE PEOPLE WALK IN LOVE
WHERE
THERE'S NO PAIN, JUST LOVE.
SADNESS
AND SORROW I'M TIRED, OH I'M TIRED
PLEASE
SHOW THEM THE LOVE IN MY DREAM.
"That
was very pretty, but very sad," Mika said slowly.
The girl
looked up from her guitar. "Hello," she said softly.
And she told him her name was Jeena, and she was
looking for the Perfect Place. A land where there
is only love and joy and peace.
"That
sounds like quite a place," Mika agreed.
"How
about you? What are you searching for?" she asked.
"Um...Gumba
the Wise," Mika said slowly. "But to tell you the
truth, I'm not really sure anymore what it is I'm
looking for." Then he told her the story of Algor,
and how duty called him to be the Royal Prince and
to marry the Queen-to-be of Zebron, and how he was
sure other destinies awaited him.
She smiled.
"Perhaps this Gumba can help me to find my Perfect
Land. I've been looking for quite a long time. May
I walk with you to see him?"
"Yes,
of course! If anyone can tell you where that Perfect
Place is, then I am sure it is Gumba the Wise!"
"Besides,"
she added, "alone a journey can be a lonely trip,
but with another it's an adventure."
"Yes,"
Mika smiled, thinking of the friends he had already
left behind.
And so
the two travelers set off, and while they walked
Mika would play Clarisse's flute and Jeena her guitar.
And sometimes Mika would play her guitar as he did
in days of old on Algor.
Days
passed quickly by and then the supplies were all
gone and the flask of Rest was empty, and the two
travelers fell fast asleep.
 
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