Nymph
08-29-2002, 09:26 PM
Title: The man who polished the stars
Author: Nymph VanTassel
Disclaimers: Don't own, don't sue.
Notes: Er.. I read this kid book while working at the library, and just HAD to write something like it, in english, and Gundam-Wing-character-nized. XD The original story was kind of a story-telling book, so.. it's probably a bit childish. ^^ Oh.. And there's no names. Can you guess who's who? :B
No pairings, no warnings, and rated G, I guess.
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He was a really strange man, to those who saw him. He traveled over the fields, through the woods, from town to town, like a wanderer. He was dressed in a wide white with blue tunic, his platinum blond hair was short, except for the few bangs that fell into an angelic face. He carried a huge wooden ladder with him everywhere he went. No one dared to ask him about it. Only birds accompanied him on his journey, singing for him and leading the way.
One day, the wanderer was near giving up on finding a place to stay when he came across a small town. There was a boy sitting on a small wooden chair near a small shed, seemingly waiting for someone. His clothes were dark and dirty, his long, chestnut colored hair fell in waves down his back and nearly reached his hips. He was passing time by collecting black stones and putting them in his equally dirty hat.
The man walked past the houses, onto the town square. There were two lumberjacks, working hard to finish that day's tasks. The man asked them for a some food and water.
"What kind of work can you do, young man? You have to work for your food." One of the lumberjacks sneered.
The man looked at them, and said "My job is to polish the stars."
The two other men looked at eachother and burst out laughing. "We don't like idiots and liars around here!" One of them pushed him away. "Begone with you!" the other shouted.
The man just shrugged and walked away with protest. The boy, who had been watching the display, got up and followed him. He didn't know why, but he did. The man kept walking until they reached the golden-colored cornfields. There he let the ladder slide from under his arms, and put it on the ground. The boy looked up, but couldn't see the end. The ladder disappeared into the grey clouds. Then, the man started climbing the ladder slowly. The birds flew around him as he climbed higher and higher, until there was only one bird left. He cradled the bird against his warm chest, then let it go. It floated to the ground in large circles, and the boy waited for it to land on the golden field below. After it had landed, the man resumed climbing until he also disappeared into the dark, grey clouds.
The boy watched the ladder. He concidered going back to his place near the shed and wait for no one to come. But he didn't and decided to test his patience instead.
In the mean time, the man had reached the top of the ladder, where it leaned against a big round sphere. He took a piece of cloth from his pocket and started rubbing the sphere with it in long, slow strokes, until the spot started shining. The light shone in his face, and he smiled, then started polishing a different spot.
Down on the ground, the boy saw the light through a clearing in the clouds. He became curious, 'cause that was his nature, and started climbing the ladder. The strong wind blew around him, and made the ladder tremble. The boy kept on climbing the ladder, though, because his curiousity was stronger than the fear of falling down. Finally, he reached the top of the ladder, where he found the man still standing on the ladder, leaning over the sphere while cleaning it. The boy climbed onto his back, and watched man doing his work. He then realized what the man had said earlier was true. This man provided the night world with starlight. His job was to polish the stars.
Below, on the ground, the two lumberjacks were on their way home after a long day of hard work, and came across the ladder.
"Look over there. It almost looks like a ladder!"
"Baka. It can't be. It's probably just a piece of worthless old wood." The other lumberjack replied.
"It's not worthless as wood to stoke a fire with." And with that, the first lumberjack started chopping the wood.
Above the clouds, where the man was still polishing the now half-shiny star, the ladder shook and the man clung to the sphere. He pushed the boy off of his shoulder and onto the spere, and climbed onto it after him. They watched as the ladder fell down. Suddenly, the star began to shook.
"WAH!" Exclaimed the boy, as he clung to the gold-haired man.
"Don't worry, kid" The man smiled. "What's there to fear when you're going on a trip across the sky?"
Down on the ground, the lumberjacks started collecting the chopped wood into their arms, when one looked up at the sky. "Look, a falling star." He said to the other man.
Above the clouds, the wanderer smiled and hoped they made good use of their wish.
And ever since then, on a clear summer night, you can see a half-shiny falling star high up in the sky, never seeming to land.
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Ta~
Feedback pretty please? ^_^
Author: Nymph VanTassel
Disclaimers: Don't own, don't sue.
Notes: Er.. I read this kid book while working at the library, and just HAD to write something like it, in english, and Gundam-Wing-character-nized. XD The original story was kind of a story-telling book, so.. it's probably a bit childish. ^^ Oh.. And there's no names. Can you guess who's who? :B
No pairings, no warnings, and rated G, I guess.
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He was a really strange man, to those who saw him. He traveled over the fields, through the woods, from town to town, like a wanderer. He was dressed in a wide white with blue tunic, his platinum blond hair was short, except for the few bangs that fell into an angelic face. He carried a huge wooden ladder with him everywhere he went. No one dared to ask him about it. Only birds accompanied him on his journey, singing for him and leading the way.
One day, the wanderer was near giving up on finding a place to stay when he came across a small town. There was a boy sitting on a small wooden chair near a small shed, seemingly waiting for someone. His clothes were dark and dirty, his long, chestnut colored hair fell in waves down his back and nearly reached his hips. He was passing time by collecting black stones and putting them in his equally dirty hat.
The man walked past the houses, onto the town square. There were two lumberjacks, working hard to finish that day's tasks. The man asked them for a some food and water.
"What kind of work can you do, young man? You have to work for your food." One of the lumberjacks sneered.
The man looked at them, and said "My job is to polish the stars."
The two other men looked at eachother and burst out laughing. "We don't like idiots and liars around here!" One of them pushed him away. "Begone with you!" the other shouted.
The man just shrugged and walked away with protest. The boy, who had been watching the display, got up and followed him. He didn't know why, but he did. The man kept walking until they reached the golden-colored cornfields. There he let the ladder slide from under his arms, and put it on the ground. The boy looked up, but couldn't see the end. The ladder disappeared into the grey clouds. Then, the man started climbing the ladder slowly. The birds flew around him as he climbed higher and higher, until there was only one bird left. He cradled the bird against his warm chest, then let it go. It floated to the ground in large circles, and the boy waited for it to land on the golden field below. After it had landed, the man resumed climbing until he also disappeared into the dark, grey clouds.
The boy watched the ladder. He concidered going back to his place near the shed and wait for no one to come. But he didn't and decided to test his patience instead.
In the mean time, the man had reached the top of the ladder, where it leaned against a big round sphere. He took a piece of cloth from his pocket and started rubbing the sphere with it in long, slow strokes, until the spot started shining. The light shone in his face, and he smiled, then started polishing a different spot.
Down on the ground, the boy saw the light through a clearing in the clouds. He became curious, 'cause that was his nature, and started climbing the ladder. The strong wind blew around him, and made the ladder tremble. The boy kept on climbing the ladder, though, because his curiousity was stronger than the fear of falling down. Finally, he reached the top of the ladder, where he found the man still standing on the ladder, leaning over the sphere while cleaning it. The boy climbed onto his back, and watched man doing his work. He then realized what the man had said earlier was true. This man provided the night world with starlight. His job was to polish the stars.
Below, on the ground, the two lumberjacks were on their way home after a long day of hard work, and came across the ladder.
"Look over there. It almost looks like a ladder!"
"Baka. It can't be. It's probably just a piece of worthless old wood." The other lumberjack replied.
"It's not worthless as wood to stoke a fire with." And with that, the first lumberjack started chopping the wood.
Above the clouds, where the man was still polishing the now half-shiny star, the ladder shook and the man clung to the sphere. He pushed the boy off of his shoulder and onto the spere, and climbed onto it after him. They watched as the ladder fell down. Suddenly, the star began to shook.
"WAH!" Exclaimed the boy, as he clung to the gold-haired man.
"Don't worry, kid" The man smiled. "What's there to fear when you're going on a trip across the sky?"
Down on the ground, the lumberjacks started collecting the chopped wood into their arms, when one looked up at the sky. "Look, a falling star." He said to the other man.
Above the clouds, the wanderer smiled and hoped they made good use of their wish.
And ever since then, on a clear summer night, you can see a half-shiny falling star high up in the sky, never seeming to land.
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Ta~
Feedback pretty please? ^_^
