Dear Furaha,
Do you remember the time when you and Orko were left all alone in the rainy streets? You didn’t mind - you were used to the darkness, but were almost blinded by the sunlight during morning time. You had such fun, I trust you, you went into every restaurant to scour for food and played in the basketball courts and playgrounds. Such fun….until you hitched a ride on the back of a truck.
You were enjoying the ride and relaxing with the flow of the truck’s drive, when suddenly one bump in the road and TUMBLE TUMBLE TOO! You landed in the forest. Another place to survive, I presume. You didn’t mind, I know - you climbed trees, jumped in muddy puddles, splashed in the river and rolled down hills. You had a whale of a time, I reckon, you enjoyed fishing and collecting berries for dinner - you had full tummies in no time.
But then, you went onto the beach when the sun went down one evening. It was such a beautiful sight - the sky coloured blue and pink, and you rested on Orko’s lap while he whistled a soft, gentle tune and the sound of the gulls faded away as the sky became pitch black. And then…silence. Take care of yourselves, I love you.
Love,
Sybil
XXXOOO
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