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RICHI AND THE WANDERING TREE

🇺🇬Mugenyironald
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As the mythical literature taught at her village in APA desert of the wandering tree and fairyland, Richi an ordinary and slavish girl, humble and beautiful dumbed Into the tree while yearning for eat. Their meeting was like a blessing in disguise; Richi and Tree Spirit had Romantic affection while living in the fairyland. As any other love, their love story had mountains and valleys to overtake in a miscellaneous place of sudden happenings and twisted creatures some friendly and others hostile and terrific. The story also portrays a change in life standards of Richi from carefree servant to a Guardian princess of Fairyland as the price to save her life.
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Chapter 1 - Save Me from Hunger

There was an exquisite fragrant tree in the mainland plains which blossomed unseasonably. It's a folk tale parents in my village APA desert taught us at tenders. The tree reveals once a year, bearing eye-catching fruits. Our parents made it clear and vivid to each of us that it bears one side pure, the other poisonous. Everyone wanted to have a share of the pure fruits since their pure fruit grants fairy with overwhelming supernatural and metaphysical ability. Withal of all, you have heard, none as ever seen it! Just like other folk tales and mythical beliefs.

Can we now say; Chapter one - Save Me from Hunger

In a desert, RICHI heat exhausted and whacked out. She is at a breaking point of hunger and thirsty. Clambering up the crest dune, at her relinquishing point— appears the WANDERING TREE.

"hey! — Hello, I'm your savior. Too your soul taker, just like grim reaper does. Said the wandering tree."

"I'm begging for one fruit, please! Replied Richi."

"That's not for me to decide. True, they're on my eternal branches but your survival is now in your hands. As your grannies preached to you, one side is pure and the reverse is true. Murmured the wandering tree,"

The wandering tree continued muttering provokingly, "WHY are you reluctant? Not certain of luck and mischief — it's karma and fate to determine."

"Please help! Choose for me the luck one, sniveled Richi."

Richi stared at the haphazard tree with a pitiful and despair look. Desperately needy,

"Just by a coup d'oeil, I can feel and smell the desperateness in you to live. Unfortunately my uncompassionate nature is stronger; not to blame me, it's deity's will! Replied the wandering free."

The strike of SIROCCO left all fruits down on the ground, Richi was cloaked by the wandering tree crown. Not a single dust clung on her outfit — on bitting into the fruit without removing, series of happenings; thunderstorms, dust spouts, and the earthquake. She trembled and released the fruit out her hands with an instinct maybe I choose a wrong fruit. The occurrences were such degradingly horrific like hell hates opening.

Richi felt a throbbing of every part of his body, bones and cells inclusive. At one inch of earth cracks to reach Richi's distal phalanx of the great toe, a spurt dazzling light fetched her like a raptor pouncing its prey.

The tree vanished into fine silver and only a purple lilac petal, and cells remain hugging in clear air. Its ambrosial scent gave an investiture of verdant and picturesque place — someone veiled, viewing the glorious and idyllic beauty of the place.

"What an enchanting brisk place, This is!Said in baritone."

"Hey, I'm KIKU-KU the guardian spirit of this place and cicerone to all the sightseers who come here. Any question? — no we don't allow questions, yes of course we don't! Responded the mushroom."

"Where is this place,isn't I in hell! Said in alto."

"Are you masculine or feminine? Mushroom asked."

"NO,YES. Answered in alto and baritone respectively,"

"Ummh, the now I'm to tell you in details — so get a pencil and paper. Note every word of wisdom and natural wittiness I'm to utter out. Firstly you're two souls in one body; one is a wandering tree's purple petal and the other is ..., words of the mushroom."

The mushroom scratches itself on ground like is forgetting something important thus breaking one of its small roots.

"Ouch! You unlucky persons, I have lost my root of love feelings while trying to recall something important to you two. The mushroom grumbled."

"You're complaining to wrong persons. Isn't our fault — but blame deity for creating you as a mushroom?Replied in baritone,"

"Ok! — you're rude and unappreciative — vulgar. How can you say such painful words to a little mushroom like me? I haven't even reached puberty, I pity myself. Wavered the mushroom,"

"My Spirit water is the only power that can split your souls. And the important thing I tried reminisce was..., --- ye why should I tell you?But I should tell them: the other body is rotting after three days pass. So their future is in my hands and I'm leaving for napping. Said the mushroom braggingly,"

One hand is unveiling and the other stops it." wandering tree, please let us be sorry to the little mushroom. I need to get into my fresh and you also have to live yourself. So please let us cooperate to the end of this bizarre situation."

Fairies reveal themselves playing shofar, flute and Shawn. A moment of charming rhythmical music ceased in the fight amongst them. The amusing music turned daylight to gloaming, two distinctive fairies appeared: they're raided by a Spirit purple dragon. Flourish insects dazzled the place like a Taurus the bull constellation resembles.

The two: prince and princess fairy recited a ballad of love eternity,

"So I see love miscible as one,

In precious recherche place, where love

flows like a waterfall linked to the heavenly stream.

Your eyes sparkling flirt me to dabble with mind, Ad infinitum adoring of red velvet outfit caught my eyes into captivity.

The captivity I don't wanna be freed from. Wrap my heart with yours, bind my hands with yours. My fidelity in you is at infinite scale value.

So I see love miscible as one, Ad infinitum adoring rhyme, all the fairies vanished to vapor and time went back to noon. The komorebi exhibited love and comfy to the glistening body of a handsome youth. His alluringness made barren plants blossom and petals fall in still air.

"What a striking beauty, but my body is rotting. I have to quit this delirious life and find my true self! Said in alto."

The mushroom appears again with its root back in place___

Thank you for reading___ see chapter Two: The Romance in Fairyland.