All too soon, the sun began to set, and Rose knew that meant she should stop her journey to the ocean for the night, and sleep. She patted the bunny in her lap again, “Where should we stop for the night?”
The bunny hopped from her lap, and ran ahead of the crescent moon chair. Every few yards he pounded his left foot on the ground a few times. Soon, Rose heard pounding coming from the forest around her. It was other bunnies, answering her bunny. “Oh, I’m so looking forward to meeting all the other bunnies!”
Within half an hour, there were 30 rabbits gathered in front of the crescent moon. The bunny that had been riding with Rose, stopped, faced the crescent moon, and nodded its head. The moon stopped moving forward.
The rabbits spread out in a circle that was 50 feet wide. Small trees, bushes, and the rest of the undergrowth moved out of the circle, leaving three large trees in a small clearing, surrounded by rabbits.
A single wolf came into the circle, and nodded at Rose. Rose knew there were wolves outside the circle, standing guard over her for the night. An eagle, and two hawks landed, one in each of the trees, to stand watch from above.
Rose climbed down from her seat, and picked a soft spot on the ground, where she sat down. She pointed to a space, and small plants sprouted from the ground. The plants rapidly grew, and turned into full size plants. One tomato bush, one bush of peas, one stalk of corn, and one vine with a squash on it. In no time at all, Rose had all the food she could eat, and it was all some of her favorites, and all freshly picked. She picked what she wanted, and ate it raw, straight off the plants.
There were plenty of leftovers on the plants for the rabbits to eat.
She walked around the clearing, and everywhere she walked, roses, chrysanthemums, lilies, daffodils, pansies, snap dragons, and more, grew from the ground, until the clearing was filled with flowers. As Rose walked, she hummed a random tune, whatever notes she felt like humming.
An owl flew into the clearing, and landed next to Rose. It hooted in response to the notes Rose sang.
Though she couldn’t see through the trees and brush surrounding the clearing, Rose knew the forest had put up a wall that surrounded her resting place. A wall so dense, no predators could get through it. She nodded at the three big trees in the clearing, “Thank you for taking care of me.”
She sang with the owl for a time, until she grew tired. She yawned, and walked up to her crescent moon chair. The ground shifted, and a flat spot formed, then rose up from the ground to make a flat, soft bed, covered in grass, for her to sleep on. It even made a small mound at one end for a pillow she could rest her head on.
She climbed into the grass covered bed, and curled up on her side, and whispered good night. Then, she fell fast asleep.
The next morning, she woke up with the sunrise. She stretched her arms, yawned, and said, “Good morning.”
Then, the trees at one end of the clearing parted, and formed a path into the woods that went in the direction of the ocean. The forest thinned at the top, and allowed sunlight to filter through the branches to light that path. Rose climbed out of the earthen bed, which then sank back into the ground and disappeared, grass and all. “Thank you, forest”, she bowed to the three trees.
With that, the rabbit that had sat on her lap the previous day hopped back on the crescent moon, and waited for Rose to climb back on, and sit down, so the journey to the ocean could continue.
Rose made sure all the flowers stayed in place as she started the second day of her journey to the ocean.
Who cares how many words.
Written for Week 246 of Miranda Kate‘s Mid-Week Challenge. Mirror, mirror on the wall. What can I do with you as a prompt? You can learn about Miranda’s challenge here. The stories people share for the weekly challenge are always little works of art, crafted with words, meant to be shared, and enjoyed.
This is a really lovely story. I look foward to reading more of it as you write it. ❤