Dear Orko,
Thank you for inviting me to come outside onto the beach near my home and look at the stars tonight. We could see lots of Constellations, but I saw you crying. When I asked you what was wrong, you started talking about a guy called He Man and his ‘friends’ who used to abuse you and beat you up. I started crying too, because I didn’t want to see you all beaten and bruised by your so-called ‘friends and enemies’. But then, I kept a stiff upper lip and told you that you are never coming back to see that stupid He Man ever again. Today I helped my parents do some gardening, while you used your magic to make scissors come to life and trim the hedges into different shapes. Pretty great stuff, right? Mmmm, it is. I remember one time I found you washed up on the beach because the crew of the Good Ship Eternia threw you overboard because they hated you. I loved our time there. We scavenged for shells and splashed freely in the water. Then there was another time when we were in Africa, and we met a real baby elephant with a tickly trunk which made us laugh. Kiburi said we were just making up stories - but that’s what we like to do best, you and me, tell stories and act them out through the best part of life - play. You haven’t played since those warlords in Eternia forced you to do all the heavy work. I can see the bruises and scars on your hands now. They will get time to heal. I’ll always be your sister. Forever and always.
Love,
Your sister
Furaha
XXXOOOOO
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